Daxia, the eighth year of Yonghe, the summer solstice.
On the outskirts of Chang'an, Kyoto, there are green waves in the forest and sea, and there are traces of the wind. With a clear whistle, he turned around, and an inconspicuous black-feathered bird suddenly swept out from the lush forest leaves, straight up to the sky. The black feather bird fluttered its wings across the towering city tower and the prosperous long street, then plunged into the Taiwei's mansion and landed on the shoulders of a black-clothed man with a clear face in the courtyard.
Qin Zhao took off the bamboo tube on the bird's leg, swiped it roughly on the letterhead, turned around and stepped up the steps.
Sandalwood curls in the study room, and a young man in a dark blue brocade robe is reclining behind the desk. He was peeling off the lychee with his eyebrows lowered. The skin of the lychee was bright red and crystal clear, which made his fingers sparkle and white.
"It's just right to come back." Chu Mingyun said to the person without raising his head, "Eat or not?"
Qin Zhao handed over the letter, "Chen Xuanwen is dead."
Chu Mingyun paused slightly, looked up at Qin Zhao, took Jinpa, wiped his hands, and took the letter. He casually looked at the line, there was no turbulence on his face, but when he put the letter on the table, he laughed in a low voice: "Chen Xuanwen has the kindness of supporting me, and sending someone to secretly escort him back to his hometown is the best way to do it. Just a thought, I didn’t expect that something really changed.”
"It's the incompetence of the subordinates." Qin Zhao said.
"Come on." Chu Mingyun said: "You can't stop people from committing suicide."
Qin Zhao was silent.
That Chen Xuanwen is more than a few years old, an official to the Ministry of War, has assisted three generations of emperors, and is very prestigious in the court. A few days ago, he begged for the bones to return to his hometown, the saints gave gifts, and all officials sent him away. He was as smooth and peaceful as his whole life. Who would have expected that he would suddenly commit suicide at home.
He suddenly drank wild songs at night, swayed freely on the wall with a sword as a pen, and then slashed himself with his backhand.
"Unbearable to be persecuted, to die for the purpose." These are the words Chen Xuanwen carved into the wall.
"Death has his character." Chu Mingyun commented, and he asked Qin Zhao, "What else did you find?"
"No."
"Then... have you met Chen Xuanwen's family?"
Qin Zhao thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "According to the report, I have never seen it before."
Chu Mingyun leaned back in his chair and sneered, "That's no wonder."
"What?" Qin Zhao asked.
"Most of him is afraid that the clues left behind are too obvious to be destroyed, but it's clear enough." Chu Mingyun tapped the letter with his fingertips, "Unbearable to be persecuted, to die for the purpose, this is definitely not a personal vendetta. Chen Xuanwen has been an official for many years, Not to mention the nearly 100 students, there are countless people who have benefited from him, not to mention the secrets he knows. If he can use it for himself, he will have an advantage in the DPRK. It's nothing new."
"In this case, we have to intervene." Qin Zhao said.
"Chen Xuanwen is already a commoner. Even if he dies, he will not be able to disturb the capital, let alone commit suicide." Chu Mingyun said, "Let the people who stay there report to the official first and see if they can find out anything."
"Yes." Qin Zhao paused and said again, "There is one more thing, which may be related now. Earlier on the road, we found that someone was secretly following Chen Xuanwen and followed them all the way back. It must be from the Su family, but the other party also found us."
"... the Su family?" Chu Mingyun sat up straight and frowned slightly: "Su Shiyu?"
Qin Zhao looked at him and nodded.
Daxia Guozuo has been in power for hundreds of years. Due to the rebellion of the prime minister who opened the dynasty, the post has been abolished in all dynasties since then. In fact, there are only two of the three princes.
Today's monarch is young, benevolent, weak and incompetent. In the DPRK, Chu Mingyun, who is an official in the palace, and Su Shiyu, who is a censor, hold the power, forming a situation in which the Chu party and the Soviet party compete against each other.
"Do you suspect that Su Shiyu did it?" Chu Mingyun looked at him, and said in a brooding voice, "It's hard to say."
Qin Zhao frowned and said, "That's right. After all, Su Shiyu is a virtuous man who is praised by everyone. This method is always a bit despicable."
"Heh." Chu Mingyun sneered, "He looks virtuous, how do you know that he is really virtuous?"
"...Then what do you think?"
"How do I know." Chu Mingyun said, "I'm not familiar with Su Shiyu."
Qin Zhao: "…"
"However, I'm more concerned about another issue." Chu Mingyun raised his lips and said slowly, "Yushitai is a member of the imperial court, and Su Shiyu can't be freely mobilized. He followed Chen Xuanwen all the way, and only by chance can he show traces. Who is the person who can still perceive the shadow guard I cultivated?"
Qin Zhao was stunned, but couldn't answer for a while.
Chu Mingyun smiled lightly, but his eyes were cold, "My colleague, is there any power in the world behind me, or is there a private training organization like me? I have never known it for many years, it seems that it is indeed I know too little about him. I suddenly couldn't help thinking that what I saw was probably just an appearance."
"what do you mean?"
The smile on his lips froze, his fingers twisted a lychee core, and with a little force, it turned into powder and scattered between his fingers, "Check, check it out carefully. After all, right now, my biggest opponent is him."
"But the power behind Su Shiyu should not be underestimated. If it alarms him and arouses his vigilance, it will be troublesome." Qin Zhao said.
"You're right, we..."
The knock on the door suddenly sounded, and Chu Mingyun stopped talking and agreed. The door of the study creaked open, and a woman walked in with a red lacquer tray, enchantingly, and bowed to him, "Your Excellency works hard all day on government affairs, such as Ji is not talented, it is difficult to share your worries for adults, after thinking for a long time, only I will make some soup and serve it, and I hope the adults don't dislike it."
Chu Mingyun snorted, waved his hand and said, "Put it here first, you can step back."
Ru Ji Yiyan put things down, but did not leave. She glanced at Qin Zhao, who was standing beside her, and then a fragrant wind blew by. Ru Ji had already bypassed the desk and came to Chu Mingyun's side. She bit her lip, and Wenxiang Nephrite leaned against his shoulder. , she leaned into Chu Mingyun's ear and said angrily: "This soup has been stewed carefully for several hours. If Ji doesn't see the adults drink it all, she will not leave."
Chu Mingyun tilted her head to look, raised her hand to squeeze her chin, and wiped her lips with warm fingertips. She lowered her eyes and wanted to laugh, but her face suddenly paled, a scream stuck in her throat, and she couldn't make a sound.
Chu Mingyun grabbed her neck and looked indifferent, "Can't you understand me?"
Ru Ji was tightly restrained, unable to utter a word, she shook her head desperately with trembling until Chu Mingyun let go, sobbing and hurriedly retreated.
Chu Mingyun took the soup and looked at it for a moment, then poured all the soup into the potted plant at the corner of the table, and glanced at Qin Zhao: "What do you want to say?"
Qin Zhao said with an expressionless face, "Senior brother Yan Fu is not shallow."
"Your senior brother has a bad temper. If you joke with me again, I will beat you up." Chu Mingyun leaned back in his chair and said in a troubled manner: "My position in the court is getting stronger and stronger, and the more people staring at me, the tighter it is. These The women who have been sent to the mansion over the years have not spent their time trying to collect information, and they have to spend so much money on them.
"Then what are your plans?" Qin Zhao asked.
"The most worthless thing in this world is a meticulous life, which will be dealt with sooner or later." Chu Mingyun raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Where did you just talk about it?"
"Su Shiyu." Qin Zhao said, "If you want to thoroughly investigate his whereabouts and the context of his subordinates, I am afraid it is impossible to make him unaware."
"Su Shiyu will definitely be aware of it." Chu Mingyun pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Is there nothing I can do if I let him know?"
"Is it possible?" Qin Zhao asked suspiciously.
Chu Mingyun glanced at the empty bowl on the case, and suddenly smiled: "It's just right, there's no need to wait for it sooner or later." He sat up straight, looked at Qin Zhao, and instructed: "Go and order someone to spread the news, how to arrange it. All good, let’s just say that I actually like male sex. Be sure to spread it all over the capital early tomorrow, especially, let Su Shiyu hear it clearly.”
The author has something to say:
The official system is a combination of three public officials and nine ministers and three provinces and six ministries, which is unprecedented in history. The party must be sober.
Believe me in the end, the one who played is the attacker!