"Your Majesty, is he a literati? He is a traitor, so he should be killed." Sima Guang said firmly. Han Qi is there, but he is not convenient to say. If Han Qi is not there, is there still a need to protect Wang Ju?

If you don’t ask Wang Ju for trouble, you just cover up!

Zhao Xu felt a little painful when he said it, and finally said, "Let's do this, I'll call him back to Beijing to question."

"Do you do this." Sima Guang stopped.

However, Sima Guang also made two mistakes here. The first one was that Han Qi went down, his value was lost, or he could not borrow the general trend. The second one was not the young Zhao Xu, who was easy to deal with and deceive.

Moreover, Zhao Xu summoned Wang Ju to Beijing, but he didn't really ask him to question it.

Han Qi left, he could do things with his arms, but who can do things? He really couldn't figure it out. Or could he mean Sima Guang, a whole gentleman and villain? Then he might as well ask a eunuch!

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"Han Gong is out," Huang Liang said.

"Just go down." Wang Judao.

After Han Qi, Zhao Xu might be happy, but it may not be a good thing for Wang Ju. There will definitely be voices against him in the court, and Wang Ju doesn't care. On the contrary, he is still waiting for Zhao Xu's edict to increase troops.

"We're going to move." Wang Ju said again.

The matter is not over when the water comes in, and there is a land distribution at the end. After the land is divided, we have to continue to observe the rivers and canals and the sergeants. This disguised military farming system was also proposed by ourselves. But if a large-scale sergeant and peasant coexist, will there be bad conflicts? Wang Ju also needs to pay attention to whether there will be bad conflicts in such large-scale sergeants and peasants.

But it's fine.

Therefore, Wang Ju is preparing to move.

The family started packing their luggage again.

At this moment, Quan Er's eldest son said, "A little lady outside wants to pay homage to Dalang."

Wang Ju walked out and met. It was the shy girl in white that day. But today I was not shy. As soon as I saw Wang Ju, I knelt on the ground: "Ming Gong, please make the decision for the daughter of the people."

"Get up and talk." Wang Juxu said with help.

The girl stood up and continued to shed tears.

"What's wrong with your father?"

"My father was killed."

"Murdered..." Wang Ju hesitated for a moment. People in the border area were worthless, but when he came to the inland, Wang Ju really didn't hear any murder cases. Moreover, these cases were not his responsibilities, and belonged to Hou Ke. However, after hesitating, he asked again: "Where are you living in? What's your father's name?"

"My father, Zhenxi Temple, presided over Zen Master Shaning."

"That Zhenxi Temple in Yunyang County?"

“That’s right.”

Erniu was a little stunned by the side.

When he was a child, Wang Ju often told some stories to Erniu Wang Chong, and also told some stories about Journey to the West. Then Erniu followed Wang Ju to Jingyang, and suddenly one day said: "Brother, Sun Wukong is from Yunyang."

Wang Ju was said inexplicably.

Erniu talked a lot and said something, Wang Ju realized that there was actually a Wukong with outstanding martial arts skills, and the weapon in his hand was a familiar iron stick. It was just a little different from the age. He was from Tianbao time, and although he had been to the Western Regions, he was not from the same age as Tang Seng.

After his death in Chang'an, he returned to his hometown, so the people built Zhenxi Temple to commemorate him. They heard that the incense was booming, but Wang Ju had never visited it once.

"My little lady, I am the Qu envoy. You should report the case to Yunyang County Government." Wang Ju gave up a little.

At this time, the methods of solving the case were very backward.

If it is a murder case, the simpler the victim's background, the better. In this way, there will be limited people to interact with. Then, the clues will be resolved slowly. However, the girl's father is hosted by Zhenxi Temple and has extensive friendships. If you want to solve the case, it may be difficult to reach the sky.

"Please make the decision."

"I can't do this, but I will ask you again, why did you look at me strangely for so long a few days ago?"

"The young woman wanted to report the case at that time."

"How many days has your father been killed?"

"Ming Gong, you misunderstood. My father was just killed."

"Why is your father a Zen master?" Erniu asked, "This is wrong. How come a big daughter emerged from a host of a large temple?

"After my mother passed away, my father was completely disappointed and then he left the family."

"Then how did you live?"

"There is a pair of old vegetable farmers at the foot of the mountain. They have no children, so my father gives them the daughters to feed them. However, my daughters occasionally go up the mountain to visit my father, but my father is devoted to the Buddha, so he often stops me from going up the mountain."

"What kind of Buddha is practicing? I don't even care about my daughter."

"Er Niu, don't talk nonsense. Then I'll ask you again, why did you want to report the case to me some time ago, but I called you and you ran away again."

"Some time ago, my father suddenly gave me some money. The girl thought it was strange, so she went up the mountain to find him. However, my father scolded me many times before. I came to his meditation room and didn't dare to go in. At this moment, I heard someone talking inside, and scolded my father, bald and bald, and said whether you were going to do it. The girl lay in the crack of the window and looked in secret. She saw a Taoist priest pulling out a knife and putting it on his father's neck. My father continued to recite Buddhist scriptures without saying a word. The girl was worried. When the Taoist priest left, I went in and asked. My father touched my head and said, "Baby, take care of it, and then ignored me."

Another Taoist priest!

Wang Ju frowned and continued to listen to her continue.

"The young woman felt even more uneasy. When she heard the name of Ming Gong, she found Ming Gong..."

"I understand. You want to report to me, but the Taoist priest only scolded your father. Even if he used a knife to hold his neck, it didn't mean anything. Maybe he dragged your father into a whirlpool. Therefore, I called you and you ran away again."

"That's right, the folk girl is stupid..." The girl cried again. She ran away that day, regretting and depressed. This was a sense of smell, but she couldn't explain it clearly. If she had explained it clearly that day, her father would not have been killed.

"You keep talking."

"Just last night, my father came down the mountain and suddenly said something strange. Good daughter, the one whom I am most sorry for in my life is your mother, and then you," the girl imitated her father and she couldn't stop crying down.

Erniu held Wang Ju's clothes tightly.

Regardless of whether this monk was a monk or not, he actually cared for his daughter. But as for his parents, his father almost had no impression of her. Does the mother have love?

"But I did something wrong in my life. A mistake will bring eternal regret. My good daughter. No matter what happens in the future, the person in the Zen room that day should not reveal it to anyone. The girl asked again. Is it the Taoist priest?"

"It's him. Remember what I said, no one can say. After my father finished speaking, he went up the mountain again. This morning, he came to the mountain and said that my father had committed suicide by hanging himself."

"Didn't you say your father was killed?" Huang Liang asked from the side.

"My father has always been fighting with the world and is kind and generous. Why did he commit suicide? This must be something that someone forced him to do."

"And your father is worried that the other party will be vicious and will attack you in the future, so he told you not to disclose it to anyone?"

"Ming Gong, the civilian girl thinks the same way."

"Then why did you come to me?"

"Ming Gong. The Minsheng heard many stories about you."

"Those are just stories. In fact, I have many things that are equally powerless. But you came to me. Let me ask you. Second eldest son, you immediately ride a horse to inform the magistrate of Yunyang." Wang Ju said, it had nothing to do with Hou Ke.

In fact, it was related. Hou Ke didn’t have much time to investigate the case. Kaifeng’s transfer order was about to arrive in Jingyang County.

"How did you come here?"

"I came here on my adoptive father's donkey."

"Let's go to Zhenxi Temple together."

"Brother, I'm going there too."

"Not good, stay at home."

"What if that gangster hurts her?" Erniu said to the girl.

"This is a big trouble." Wang Ju walked a few steps and asked the girl again: "That Taoist, can you remember his appearance?"

“Can remember.”

“Tell me.”

"He is not very tall and slightly shorter, so it should be similar." The girl said it was inaccurate, but Wang Ju did not blame her. She did not stand with the Taoist priest, so it was difficult to compare. If the height difference was not large, it would be difficult to determine like a girl.

"But it's a little thinner than Ming Gong."

"Mid-high-end figure, a little thin," Zhao Du said on the side. Wang Ju is actually not thin, but his face is thin, so he doesn't look too burly, so Zhao Du made this judgment.

"The bridge of the nose is a little high, the face is a little dark, the beard is not deep, by the way, it is a little curly, and the eyes are a little hung."

Lu Ping suddenly interrupted the side: "If you guessed correctly, there was a long scar on his chin, but this scar has been around for a long time, so it was almost good and not too obvious." The girl thought for a while and said, "It seems that the collar of the clothes he wore that day was a little high. By the way, there is, it's about to drag it here."

She gestured on her chin with her hands, then looked at Lu Ping and asked, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him either."

"Then how do you know he has a scar?"

Lu Ping did not answer, but looked at Wang Ju and said, "Dalang, do you still remember that assassin assassin assassin that day, and I almost caught up with him, but he ran fast and didn't catch up. However, he once turned his head and I still had some impression, it seemed that he had the blood of a foreigner."

"What's wrong with the foreign people?" Wild dragon Mee Shengdao.

"It's not your Dang Xiangfan, but the blood of the Tubo people."

It is just a mixed-race child. Although Shaanxi does not like alien marriages, it is not prohibited. Especially the foreign girls in Qinzhou also like to borrow seeds from the Han people, which has created some mixed-race children. However, there are very few in Yunyang and Jingyang.

"This hero is right. He seems to be a little like a Tubo people, but not completely like it." The girl said on the side.

However, this goal is very big. If he is a native of Jingyang or Yunyang, it would be easy to check. After checking for so long in spring, he still couldn't find out the reason.

The girl said completely, suddenly opened her mouth wide and asked in surprise: "He can assassinate Ming Gong?"

"Have you not heard of it?"

"I heard that, but the girl doesn't believe it." She took the story as a real thing, but the real thing was a story. Erniu complained from the side: "Your father is too. He is afraid of this bad guy, so he looks for my elder brother. My elder brother specializes in treating bad guys. When he dies, where will he find this person?"

"Er Niu, but this time I might be able to find it," Wang Ju said, and then looked at the girl: "But little lady, it seems that your father is worried, you are very dangerous."

Even Wang Ju dares to assassinate him, so don’t mention this girl. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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