After all, the prefect was a high-ranking member of the party, and he quickly recovered from his horror, and directly reprimanded the general manager for his nonsense, asking him to produce solid evidence. Everything was an oral subpoena, and there was no evidence left behind.
The prefect was quite proud, and asked Zhao Zhizhou to invite another commissioner to examine the body, and he waited. Anyway, the above has made up their minds to kill the Zhao family's big house, and it will be useless to change any amount of work, unless they can find the real Sun Xia Que and Fang Sheng. However, the dark guards have been sent to search for the two and kill them, and the fake corpses can be replaced with real corpses in a short time.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zhizhou waved his hands and said, "Everyone is here today, so I won't ask for anything. This official will just bring people over to you." He clapped his hands when he fell, and saw a few people sneaking among the bystanders. out, and pushed a man and a woman tied up with five flowers into court.
"Hey, they stood beside me for a long time, why didn't I notice?"
"Yeah, I didn't even notice that I was tied with a rope."
The people whispered and felt strange, but they didn't have the heart to pursue it, just because they knew that these two must be the sons of the legendary master who had been dead for eight days - Sun Xia Que and Fang Sheng. The Sun and Fang families, who had been crying miserably and despairingly just now, were already pale and their backs were hunched.
The prefect also paled in shock, wondering how the Zhao family could find someone faster than the master's dark guard. Could it be that the two dead ghosts were helping each other in a dream
Sun Xique and Fang Sheng staggered and fell into the courthouse, their clothes were in tatters and their faces were stained with stains. They lived very hard in the mountains. They thought that they had escaped for ten days and a half months. When Zhao Youshu was sentenced to exile, Zhao Zhizhou was dismissed, and he was sent to Beijing. Hunting and assassination, fortunately, the Zhao family found them in time and brought them into the city, otherwise the two corpses on the hall should be themselves.
By this time, Fang Sheng had no intention of concealing anything, and wanted to reveal all his plans and plans, but Sun Xique secretly pinned his hopes on the son of the Zhao family. You should also have pity on yourself. Just ask him to ask, and then promise him, maybe the blackmail is over, and he can marry into the official family and be the first lady.
She thought very beautifully, Danfeng raised her eyes slightly, and looked at the young man with a pitiful and full of water.
She was also unlucky because she met Youshu from the end of the world, not the previous Zhao Youshu. The word "pity fragrant and cherish jade" has long been discarded, and replaced by "women and children need the most vigilance". In order to end the matter quickly, Youshu strode over, grabbed the bun at the back of Sun Xia Que's head with her left hand, opened her ear with her right hand, and carried her around the court, saying, "The cinnabar mole behind the ear , Naturally, everyone can take a look."
Poor Sun Magpie slipped around like a monkey, and cried out in pain. When he let go, the earlobe was torn apart and blood dripped down. She wanted to cry without tears and called out "Master Zhao", but the man didn't even look at her, squatted down and lifted Fang Sheng's feet, aiming the soles of his feet at everyone.
"Sure enough, there are three moles, he is indeed Fang Sheng!"
"Don't ask about the corpse on the ground, it must be the two people who dreamed for Zhao Gongzi."
"Whether it's the two of them, you can go to Jiaxing to check the household registration, and you will get the results within three or five days."
The people talked a lot, but they saw Zhao Gongzi put down the big foot of Xia Sheng, turned his back and slapped his nose, then took the handkerchief handed over by Zhao Zhizhou and wiped his hands desperately, obviously being smoked by the two pickled things. Many people let out good-natured laughter, and they all felt that this young master Zhao looked a little childish, white and tender, well-behaved and cute, where is the wicked person
The main master has been found, and the prefect is irrefutable. He staggered back to his seat and tried his best to think about how to get out of trouble.
Zhao Zhizhou did not give him a chance, so he ordered Sun Xique and Fang Sheng to write a confession. Sun Xique was illiterate, so he dictated it, and the master wrote it on his behalf. He then ordered the family members of the two to also explain the blackmail. . Worrying that the superiors would question the authenticity of the confession, Zhao Zhizhou kept doing it, asking all the officials and people present to be witnesses.
Naturally, the people did not respond, and the officials did not dare to respond. They signed the testimonies one by one, or pressed their fingerprints.
After getting a thick stack of evidence, and taking Sun Xique, Fang Sheng, their family members, and Zong Zhu Kuai into the prison under his jurisdiction, Zhao Zhizhou was satisfied and took his son to leave. As for the prefect, he had already fainted in the court and was buried by the rotten eggs and rotten leaves thrown by the people.
As soon as the father and son left the yamen, they saw that Mrs. Wang had prepared the carriage and waited by the roadside. The family hugged and wiped a few tears together, and talked in a low voice at the back of the car.
"Son, it really was the two who entrusted you with the dream?" Wang shi looked curious.
Youshu pursed his lips and hesitated, and after a moment said frankly, "Mother, it's not a dream, but they told me personally. I have yin and yang eyes, and I can see ghosts." After he finished speaking, he stared at the expressions of the couple, if They disliked and alienated themselves like their master, and he immediately left the Zhao family to make a living elsewhere.
He has already figured out that being unique is not a fault, but a talent, why should he be criticized by others for it? If he can't accept it, he will stay away. He has long been used to it.
Zhao Zhizhou showed a frightened expression and said anxiously, "Son, why didn't you tell me earlier? Then, if you see a wrongly killed ghost while eating, wouldn't it affect your appetite?"
Wang Shi glared at Xianggong, and felt that he didn't care about the point at all. He hugged his son and patted his son, "Don't be afraid, son, if you see it, you don't see it, they won't take the initiative to provoke you. But This can’t be done, what if you get entangled in it? Mother will take you to the temple to ask for a peace charm, and then ask an eminent monk to cast spells for you. It’s okay, don’t be afraid!”
Only then did Zhao Zhizhou regain his senses, and he quickly opened the curtain and asked the driver to go to Zhenguo Temple.
You Shu's mood was ups and downs, and she felt sad and happy, and finally let out a long breath. Sure enough, only the love of fathers and mothers is the greatest in the world. No matter what their children look like, they can tolerate and accept them for no reason. From then on, he no longer has to hide and hide, because he was not at fault. Of course, that was for the Zhao couple, and others needed to take extra precautions. Ghost control is nothing to him, but it is an extremely useful tool in the eyes of some people.
He touched his warm chest and said briskly, "Mother and father don't need to worry, the son can control the yin and yang eyes, and he can't see anything when he doesn't want to see."
Only then did Zhao Zhizhou and Mrs. Wang let go of their high-hanging hearts, but they insisted on taking their son to Zhenguo Temple to ask for a peace amulet, and even folded the pomelo leaves in the temple and took them back to bathe their son. When the family of three left, the whole grapefruit tree was bald, not even the green fruit the size of a walnut was left.
After returning to the mansion, Zhao Zhizhou immediately wrote the whole story in a letter, begging the old man to call the shots for himself. When the old man saw that the people behind him were targeting the entire Zhao family, he felt that he could not condone it, so he immediately submitted the table to the emperor and asked him to investigate it strictly. Emperor Zhongkang was an ambitious monarch, and his rule was very strict, and he could not tolerate such ghostly tricks. Moreover, he faintly noticed the handwriting of the princes of the current dynasty, and he was even more furious. He appointed the censor to supervise the imperial censor. Master Min Wenzhen, known as the iron-faced Yama, thoroughly investigated the matter and gave him the sword of Shang Fang, but "if I come here in person. , cut first and then play".
As soon as this pomp was put out, the princes were frightened and sick. Looking at the situation of the father and emperor, he planned to deny the six relatives! They no longer dared to interfere in the affairs of Lin'an Mansion, recalling all the spies and secret guards one by one, and disregarding the officials involved as abandoned sons.
The poor prefect thought that the master would definitely protect himself, but when the censor came, he would first be sentenced to death for the six internal organs, and the rest would be executed, tortured, or exiled. The officials who were promoted by courting the new prefect were dismissed one by one and never hired.
The big change in Lin'an Prefecture had nothing to do with Zhao Zhizhou. He received an official document from the Imperial Censor and ordered him to return to Beijing to report his duties immediately. Because of his refusal to hand over his son several times, Zhao Zhizhou's reputation for "teaching his son is not strict and allowing his son to commit murder" has already spread to the Holy One's ears. Don't think about the results this time, it must be Ding, etc. It is a blessing to be able to stay in the same position. Not good, if you think about it, you will be demoted to a sesame petty official, and you will never want to go back to Beijing in this life.
Youshu is looking for "Zhao Youshu" every day, but only finds herself every time, and gradually accepts her fate. He was worried that Zhao Zhizhou would be hit, so he racked his brains for a few words of comfort, but he didn't expect Zhao Zhizhou to be very open-minded.
"Yeah, let's live a good life. Our family of three stays together, there is nothing we can't get through. My mother has a lot of dowry, so I can support you." Wang's smile was very refreshing.
You Shu squeezed out the small dimples on her cheeks and smiled, her eyes were extraordinarily bright. He likes this house very much, especially.
But it turned out that he thought too simply. In addition to the big house, the Zhao clan also has the second house and the third house, as well as the fourth house and the fifth house. more complicated than the international situation.
Shu's family entered from a side door, and before they could put down their luggage, they were taken to the main hall to visit their grandfather and grandmother, and they met the second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle, second aunt, third aunt and so on. There was Shu who followed Wang's call, and was rather dazed.
Mrs. Zhao led a few sons to the study to talk, and Mrs. Zhao left Wang's family to catch up. She only had affection for the big family, and looked lukewarm. Several aunts also concealed Ji Feng in their words, deliberately or unintentionally mentioning that Zhao Zhizhou could be demoted, with an expression of schadenfreude.
The dream of a warm little family was shattered, and Yushu was extremely depressed. He kept his face dark and didn't speak the whole time, and then let these women hold the handle, saying that he was uneducated and arrogant, and he was spoiled as rumored.
"When you get home, you should abide by the rules of the family. You are sixteen this year, so you should read some books and get a name. Look at your brothers, they all became scholars before they were twelve or thirteen years old. Study hard in the study, just go out to participate in the literary meeting. Where is it like you, walking cats and dogs, doing nothing, and robbing women of good families. You are lucky, you only escaped this time, and next time you will not be so lucky, or Those old problems have been corrected for the better." Mrs. Zhao didn't look down on this grandson in her words, and the rest of the concubines also snickered.
Just at this moment, a handsome young man wearing a red brocade robe ran in, holding a bunch of red and white camellias in his hand. He trimmed the flower branches with scissors, inserted them into the bottle in an orderly manner, and said with a smile, "I just went on an outing with His Royal Highness Ninth Highness, and I saw that the camellia was blooming well and the fragrance was very fragrant, so I brought it back for my ancestors to appreciate." Shu, said affectionately, "This is the fifth brother of the uncle's family, right? He is indeed a good talent!"
He has a sincere tone and a bright smile, but how keen his five senses are, how can he not see the deep disdain in his eyes. It seems that such people who speak wrongly and are hypocritical, he hates the most, and he is unwilling to even deal with the matter, so he just curls his lips.
However, his disobedient little dimple ran out to oppose him again. This pouted lip dented, as if he was smiling, making Young Master Junxiu not aware of the boy's dislike at all.
Mrs. Zhao, who was not cold or hot just now, was smiling with creases all over her face. She pulled the boy into her arms and said proudly, "Miss Wang, you haven't seen this nephew for a long time, have you?"
Wang smirked and said, "Isn't this Yusong, the son of the second uncle's family? Sure enough, he lives up to his name, like a jade carving of pine and cypress, tall and straight, handsome, and extraordinary."
Only then did Mrs. Zhao show a smile to Mrs. Wang and agreed, "That's right, Yu Song is the companion of His Royal Highness the Ninth Highness, and she just won the award this year. At the age of eighteen, she is the first in my summer! Speaking of which, you wrote to me the year before last saying that You Shu was also out, how was the result?"
Knowingly ask! Haven't you written a letter to tell the old man about your grades? Wang clenched his teeth with hatred, and even forced a smile on his face, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. She couldn't bear to scold her son, so she changed the subject and said, "Why don't you see Yulin?"
Zhao Yulin is the first-in-class son of the third family, and like Zhao Youshu, he is also incompetent. He only knows how to have fun and play around all day. As soon as she said these words, Mrs. Zhao's face changed, and the expression of the third wife, who was smiling happily just now, also became a little stiff.
Seeing that this trick was effective, the Wang family left with his son Shi Shiran. Saying that my son is not good, first see if your son's butt is clean, hum!
Returning to the remote and deserted small courtyard, the mother and son hurriedly asked the servants to pass the meal, only to see Zhao Zhizhou walk in with a dazed head, sighing while beating the table.
"What's the matter? Was scolded by the old man?" Wang shi asked cautiously.
"The scolding is second, pity my son for taking the blame for me." Zhao Zhizhou rubbed his forehead and said that he had hoped to be transferred to the Lianghuai Salt Transporter. Now the saint is still hesitating, and he doesn't know who will fall on this errand. In order to prevent the corruption of the salt transport envoys, the court will give out an additional 300 taels of clean silver every year. Therefore, there is a saying in the Daxia Dynasty that the first-rank officials in Shangjing are inferior to the two-huai third-rank salt road.
Zhao Zhizhou did not care about rights, but he valued gold and silver as a block, and he passed by the fat and oily errand. The pain in his heart can be imagined.
Mrs. Wang patted Xiang Gong's plump shoulder and comforted, "Forget it, this matter is a foregone conclusion, don't think about it anymore. Come, let's have dinner."
You Shu felt very guilty and whispered, "Is there really no way to remedy it?"
Zhao Zhizhou frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "Yes, but it's a bit difficult to get through." Word Luo looked at his son, "Son, you have been getting along well with your third brother in the past few days, if he is with Jiu When your Highness goes out, you must follow along, help your father to see what hobbies the Ninth Prince has."
"Why do you want your son to curry favor with the third child? You don't know that today the old lady ran on the third child against our son, which is so irritating!" Mrs Wang felt uncomfortable.
Zhao Zhizhou couldn't, so he had to explain to the mother and son in detail. It turned out that although the sage was extremely strict with the princes, there was an exception, and that was the ninth prince. The ninth prince is not only the direct son of the empress, but the day he was born was full of auspicious clouds, and the sound of Brahma descended from the sky. Qin Tianjian calculated his birth date. Good guy, except for the wrong year, he is the same as Emperor Zongsheng, and it can even be said that there is no difference. not bad! What's even more amazing is that the ninth prince can speak at the age of half, and he can read a lot of books at the age of three. He has all the skills in Wen Tao and martial arts, and the longer he grows, the more similar he is to the Emperor Zongsheng in the portrait.
A master monk asserted that this son has an extraordinary origin and is the reincarnation of the Holy Emperor of the Overlord Sect. He will surely lead Daxia to unify the north and the south, travel all over the rivers and mountains, and restore the great cause.
Emperor Zhongkang was still a little skeptical at first, but seeing that the ninth prince grew more and more strange, he accepted it. He was very harsh on all the princes, but the youngest was the only one who made offerings like his ancestors, and he was crowned a prince only when he was eighteen years old.
The ninth prince is seventeen this year, and will be eighteen in a few months. No wonder the other princes are eager and blatantly vying for power.
And the salt administration of the two Huaihe Rivers is the most important part of the country. In order to pave the way for the ninth prince, Emperor Zhongkang naturally wanted to transfer people from his command. Zhao Yusong, the second son of the Zhao family, was selected as the companion of the ninth prince in the early years, and the Zhao family was naturally regarded as the direct line of the ninth prince. Because of this, this big piece of pie almost hit Zhao Zhizhou. It's a pity that this one-shot was mixed up, otherwise their family would be able to move to Yangzhou to eat and drink spicy food in a few months.
I listened to my father and counted the special snacks of Yangzhou one by one, such as Yangzhou fried rice, crab roe soup dumplings, hibiscus custard dumplings, and braised silver carp head... Shu's saliva flew down 3,000 feet, and his eyes were more than ever. bright. As for the ninth prince being the reincarnation of the Sage Emperor, he didn't quite believe it until he saw it with his own eyes. Such an excellent character as the master, I am afraid that there will be no more.
"Go to Yangzhou! Definitely go to Yangzhou!" He made a fist with his left hand, slammed the palm of his right hand, and said firmly.
"My son wants to go, then let's go! We will send whatever the ninth prince likes!" Wang Shi also followed suit.
In this way, the family decided to go to Yangzhou. The next day, Yushu was patient with Zhao Yusong. Fortunately, his lip line was naturally upturned. Even if he didn't smile, he seemed to have a three-point smile. He also had sweet little dimples, so he didn't look very annoying. .
Zhao Yusong didn't reject him, but he couldn't even talk about intimacy. After a long time, Shu was also very impatient. He originally planned to send a little ghost to inquire about the ninth prince's preferences, but the ninth prince had dragon energy on his body, and the ghost did not dare to get close, so he had to give up.
On this day, for some unknown reason, Zhao Yusong took the initiative to invite him to go out to play, and repeatedly reminded him that the ninth prince would also go, so that he should not be rude.
The ninth prince is worthy of being the biological son of Emperor Zhongkang, and he is also very strict with others. Except for a few companions who grew up with him since childhood, it is difficult for others to know his true preferences. He can laugh at Yan Yan in front of you, treat him gently, as if he appreciates you, and then he can find an excuse to let you down when he turns around. I'm afraid that even Emperor Zhongkang himself couldn't figure out what his son was thinking.
Outsiders can't figure out the north, so they can only rely on speculation. After a long time, some unreliable rumors will naturally spread. Knowing that her son was going on a trip with the Ninth Prince, the Wang family took a lot of inquiries, and asked Xiu Niang to make a gorgeous set of brocade robes overnight and deliver it to her son's house in person.
"Mother, are you sure that the ninth prince likes this style of clothes?" Youshu tugged at the sleeves and pulled the hem of the clothes, with a very suspicious expression.
This outfit is so beautiful that it's dazzling. The hem, cuffs, front and back are all painted with large groups of peonies. The colors are mainly dark red and dark purple. With the background color of black and gold, it becomes more and more colorful and magnificent. What is even more exaggerated is that the stamens are actually strung with pearls the size of rice grains with gold threads, and they are filled with fine outlines. When they stand under the sun, they are really sparkling and dazzling.
When some Shu looked in the mirror, she blocked it with her hands, for fear of dazzling her eyes.
Pian Wang still felt that it was not enough, so he put a ruby-encrusted butterfly piercing on his forehead, looked left and right, and even cut out a pink camellia and put it on his ear.
The corners of Yu Shu's mouth twitched, but she had to endure it because she was considerate to Wang Shi. She didn't say anything until she picked up a box of powder and was about to apply it to her face, "Mother, are you sure that the ninth prince likes this kind of dress?"
"Hey, all the sons in Beijing are dressed like this, but the ninth prince especially likes gorgeous things." Wang shi waved his hand indifferently. Daxia is more prosperous than the other four countries, and the clothes tend to be extravagant. Men want to go out for entertainment and pay more attention to appearance than women. Dressing in brocade clothes and clothes is only basic, and they will also apply grease and powder, and wear hairpins and jade.
It's not surprising that Shu wears this outfit and goes out, it's just more gorgeous than ordinary people.
"My skin is already white, and I'm like a dead person if I put on fat powder. Forget it." Youshu couldn't accept Daxia's fashion for the time being.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are not allowed to say the word 'death' casually! I have found out clearly, the ninth prince likes young people with red lips and white teeth and a face like a crown of jade. You don't need to put on powder, but you must put rouge on your lips. He likes you. We will only talk to you once, and we will only curry favor with him this time, and when we go to Yangzhou, who cares about him!" Wang Shi grabbed his son and wiped a smear between his lips.
This kind of rouge is very precious. It is mixed with natural raw materials such as honey, flower juice, lard, and beeswax. It tastes very sweet. Youshu stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked it, then looked in the mirror, and felt that only the middle and inside of her lips were a little reddish, but the rest of the lips were natural, so she accepted it.
At this moment, Zhao Yusong's servant came to invite someone, saying that the carriage was ready and could leave immediately. You Shu was a little embarrassed at first, but after walking a few steps, she slowly let go, feeling normal. It is not uncommon to walk naked on the street in the last days, and it is not uncommon to dress more gorgeously or to be a sissy.