Judicial Doctor, Wild Princess

"The Residence of Yun is guilty?"

In Sixth Prince Manor on the main street, the yamen guard Hammer explained everything that had happened in the yamen in detail. After he finished speaking, he heard the dignified man sitting opposite him give a cold smile. "Did he really say that?" Hammer hurriedly nodded his head, his eyes revealing a look of puzzlement as well: "According to Your Highness, that surnamed Liu should be connected to the Yun Family, but for some reason, that person dug a hole in the heart of the Main Hall, and trapped the Yun Family within.

Since there was something wrong with my previous orders, I decided to delay it for now and specifically rush over to ask for your permission. What should I do next? "

"Good." The Sixth Prince said.

The hammer hurriedly corrected himself, "Yes, yes."

The Sixth Prince laughed, "Why is it good?"

The hammer was an ordinary yamen guard, how could it understand such a profound question of human nature. He could not answer this question. The Sixth Prince didn't even need him to answer, he just continued, "You think that you're good, but that it's not necessarily true, but that you've done enough. All day long, you've been merciful for the country and for the people, and it's like you've poured a little dirt on him, and it's all going to take his life.

The position of an official, with no other merit points. It's just that after getting married to the imperial family, you've gotten so carried away that you can't even be considered light on your own. "

The hammer did not know how to reply, so he could only open his mouth to reply: "What you said is, what you said is …"

"They won't accept This King's favor, and This King doesn't want to force them." The Sixth Prince looked at the hammer and coldly said, "Don't even ask for an imperial decree. Don't you want to do official business and not practice favoritism? Since they have voluntarily admitted their guilt, they should be sent to jail.

Hammer was shocked when he heard this, "Really … You're really going to jail? "Then if the head were to continue questioning …"

"Head?" The Sixth Prince laughed out loud: "With evidence and evidence, even if it's Emperor, how can you flout your own laws?"

He did not dare to think too deeply about how much sarcasm and ridicule the words "Emperor" had contained, and he only dared to bow and agree like a quail, promising that he would handle the matter well.

After the hammer left, the study quietened down. The Sixth Prince didn't leave his room. He stood by the window and stared out at the black bird that had been staring at him for a long time. He then called out, "Servants."

Very soon, a servant came in.

The Sixth Prince's eyes were ice-cold. "Shoot that blackbird down for me. Pull its feathers and feed it to the dogs."

The attendant paused for a moment. Naturally, he remembered that Master hated black the most. He hurriedly raised his head to look at the bird outside the window and immediately replied, "Yes."

After a while, the yard rang with all kinds of clanging and clanging. There were servants of all sorts, some with slingshots, some with bows and arrows, some rushing to climb trees in a hurry, while others wanted to cut themselves with their own hands.

The Sixth Prince turned around and walked out of the study.

But after two steps, he paused, looked back at the study door, went in again, opened the second drawer in front of the desk, and placed an envelope on the desk.

Only after doing all this did he leave and sit in the sedan chair, then head to the office to call the roll.

When the Sixth Prince left and the courtyard became a mess after the blackbirds were caught, a sharp blade-like figure entered the study room as easily as thunder and lightning.

Rong Ling did not even look at the envelope on the table.

Last night, he had visited the Sixth Prince's residence and stolen the register of the Sixth Prince's residence. Even if he had been very careful, he should have been discovered this morning, so now, the other party was planning to capture a turtle in an urn.

Rong Ling went to the back wall of the study, did not extend her hand out, and only used her eyes to observe the surface of the cabinet. Very quickly, he stopped in front of a shelf of shelves that were to the right of him.

He moved closer and lifted the lid. It was full of ashes, but there was a half-burnt piece of paper with the words "An Encyclopedia of Zhihui" printed on it.

After recording the words in his mind, Rong Ling closed the lid and returned to normal, continuing to inspect the other shelves.

The surface of the cabinet was no longer flawed, and the floor was clean as new. It seemed to be completely flawless.

But Rong Ling stood at the table and looked around the entire study room. Very quickly, her gaze focused on a red brush and wolf hair.

Carefully, Rong Ling took off the brush. On the side of the brush, there were two small words, carved with the word "Quartermaster".

After placing the red brush back on the table, Rong Ling swept her eyes across the table. On the candlestick's handle, she saw the same inscription — Quartermaster.

Just like this, he went step by step, and after spending a moment, it was finally time for his heart to settle on a plan.

When he left, it was as silent as if he had arrived. After he left, he hovered in the air above the mansion, causing the palace attendant to slip away like a dog. The black bird also flapped its wings and flew up into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

When Rong Ling returned to the back alley of the alleyway, she took off her black clothes and changed into a black robe at the same time. At the same time, she quickly walked out and asked the little guard from the Prince Ran Palace, "The Six Princes is the official department, are you allowed to serve here?"

The little guard didn't know why he asked such a question, but he replied Yun Che, "The six kings hold the position of official department, which is under the orders of the emperor. I don't think so. "

The servants were all written gentlemen in each department. In other words, they were the duplicates of the various departments. As a prince, he would never assume such an inferior position.

Rong Ling raised her eyebrows: It's not for serving the noodles, but it's so easy to use the main form. The writing is broad, not illegible, it's all neat and tidy, but for the teacher who is reading the books outside, it's even written in the official style.

The little guard did not know what he meant and said, "The yamen requires the officials to be neat and tidy, to write in a simple and straightforward manner, and to have the Sixth King act as a role model. Should we blame …?"

Rong Ling knew that this little guard was really unenlightened, and did not know what he meant.

The little guard had never heard of this before. Na Na shook her head.

Rong Ling saw that the little guard was not of any use, so she did not ask anymore. The coachman agreed and drove the carriage. Half an hour later, they arrived at the study hall.

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