A scholar dies for a confidant.

It is hard to find a confidant, but to die for someone who is kind to you is a matter of course for Wan Jinbiao.

Taisun has always been kind to people like him.

Wan Jinbiao is not afraid of death.

He was already a dead person in Daluo City, but it was Taisun himself who performed the surgery for him and saved him.

Now, even if he dies, his grandson will still take good care of his family.

Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire in front of him, he can step on it calmly and barefoot.

"You Wan Jinbiao are just a fool!"

Zhu Yunxi cursed in a bad tone and looked at Wan Jinbiao who was kneeling in front of him, pretending to be willing to die generously.

Wan Jinbiao's face was shocked: "Tai Sun said that his subordinates are fools, so they are fools."

Facing such a fool, Zhu Yunxi was stunned.

Sun Cheng stood aside and smiled helplessly. He stepped forward and patted Wan Jinbiao on the shoulder: "His Highness, why did he ever say that he wanted you to die to pay for your sins? You are a fool. You just want to use yourself for nothing."

To pay for a crime that was not your fault at all?"

Wan Jinbiao was stunned and hesitated: "Your Highness, don't you want me to go down to pay the penalty? But if this is the case..."

"If this is the case, the case of the Li family being wiped out cannot be explained clearly, the tax office will not be able to escape the blame, and Gu and Prince Yan will also be criticized by the court?" Zhu Yunxi shook his head and asked Wan Jinbiao: "

Is that what you think in your heart? Use your death to eliminate the impact of this matter on the tax office?"

Wan Jinbiao nodded blankly.

"Back then, I was just a coolie working at Dongshuiguan Wharf. His Highness recruited people who were good at water to join the army, so I was able to have enough food to feed my family."

"It was also His Highness who took his subordinates and brothers to Jiaozhi Road. His Highness personally led his subordinates to rush to Daluo City and destroy the Chen Dynasty."

"Since I followed His Highness, my subordinates have never gone hungry again, and there is surplus food at home. They are very happy and grateful to Your Highness."

"Now that we have returned to Yingtian, His Highness wants us to be tax collectors and make decisions for the people. We will not let those ambitious people exploit and squeeze the people. All my subordinates are happy for the people."

Wan Jinbiao recalled the first half of his life, and then he raised his head and looked at Zhu Yunxi, his eyes filled with tears: "Nothing can happen to the tax office, absolutely nothing can happen! If my death can prevent the tax office from having trouble, my subordinates will

Willing to die."

"It's not time for the tax bureau to use you to pay for the crime!" Zhu Yunxi snorted coldly, his eyes gradually darkening: "They want to make a big fuss, so help them!"

Wan Jinbiao lowered his head silently.

Some are happy that they don't have to pay for their sins, and some are worried that His Highness will make things worse.

But these are the world's affairs above the temple. He is just a somewhat lucky person, and he can't do much.

Zhu Yunxi lowered his head and looked at Wan Jinbiao: "The matter has not been investigated yet, so I have to make you stay in this prison for a few more days. When this matter is over, I will give you an explanation."

Wan Jinbiao hurriedly kowtowed again: "I accept the order. As long as nothing happens to the tax office and His Highness is fine, I will not be wronged."

Zhu Yunxi nodded and gave Sun Cheng a look.

Sun Cheng then pulled Wan Jinbiao up and took him outside. He did not forget to remind him: "The arrangements have been made here. Although you are temporarily staying in the prison, all the necessary utensils have been prepared for you."

It’s time to wait. It’s time to rest for a few days. Don’t worry about your family. The tax office has already explained it. They just said that you went downstairs to run an errand.”

As he spoke, Sun Cheng had already led Wan Jinbiao to a clean cell that had obviously been packed away and lit with candles.

Wan Jinbiao was grateful in his heart, but he didn’t know how to express it. He could only clasp his fists and hold his hands in front of his hands: "I have thanked thousands of households."

Sun Cheng waved his hand. He was still busy with the tax office case. Seeing that Wan Jinbiao had no objections, he turned around and left, and returned to the interrogation room after a while.

At this moment, Zhu Yunxi was pouring himself a glass of wine.

When he saw Sun Cheng coming back, he waved his finger and pointed to the stool beside him.

Sun Cheng bowed and sat down, straightened his back and whispered: "Your Highness, if you want to clear Wan Jinbiao of this case, you can only find the person who first reported the case to Wu Hou, who patrolled the city. If you can't find...

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Speaking of this case, Sun Chengcheng has a big head.

By now the basic situation of the entire case is clear.

The Li family is also a large gentry family in Yingtian Mansion, and their family has a lot of land.

However, the Li family did not find anything illegal during the tax department's inspection, which can be said to be a good example for Yingtian Mansion.

However, during the tax bureau's rectification of Yingtian Mansion, there were many conflicts with the Li family. In the end, a large-scale conflict broke out between the two parties, which almost turned into a fight. In the end, the Li family lost their job as grain chief, but

The family's fields and the money accumulated over the years have been preserved, and they are not like those unlucky ones who will be included in the list of the next batch of people to move to Jiaozhi Road.

Based on this calculation, if Wan Jinbiao, the deputy tax department of Shangyuan County Branch, had a personal grudge and planned the Li family's wealth from a long time ago, it would be justified to kill people and seize wealth in anger after drinking.

Although there are still many doubts, in the face of the witnesses and the irrefutable evidence that Wan Jinbiao was captured at the scene, it is almost impossible from the government level to exonerate Wan Jinbiao.

"So, this matter has to be left to you." Zhu Yunxi stared deeply at Sun Cheng, a close friend who was already being discussed whether he should be promoted to deputy governor of Fusi, Jinyiwei North Town: "It must be done before

Before the court launches a wave of accountability, find that person for Gu and ask him everything!"

Sun Cheng lowered his head, turned slightly sideways and shouted outside: "Come in."

Then I heard someone respond outside the interrogation room, and then I saw a young man carrying a knife wearing a Jin Yiwei Baihu uniform. He walked in with his right hand on his waist and the palm of his left hand against the embroidered spring knife on his waist. As soon as he entered the interrogation room,

Kneel on one knee in front of Zhu Yunxi.

"My subordinate Zhang Hui, who is a member of the Jinyi Guards family, is here to see His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun."

Zhang Hui, who lowered his head, had a flash of light in his eyes, and his voice was steady and sonorous.

Zhu Yunxi lowered his head slightly and took this muscular man into his eyes. A smile appeared on his face: "I know that you, Zhang Hui, came to Gu from the Yulin Guards with Sun Chengyi."

Zhang Hui lowered his head and said in a slightly rippled voice: "Your Highness remembers clearly that I came to His Highness with Qian Hu."

"These are all the old people around me." Zhu Yunxi sighed, and then said in a deep voice: "How is the progress now? I heard that you are now the best person in the Jinyiwei Yamen who is good at tracking and investigating."

Zhang Hui lowered his head and said: "My subordinates have led people to check the entire Taipingli and confirmed that the person who went to Xincheng Wuhou's office to report the crime last night was not a resident of Taipingli."

"Well, this is pretty much what I thought." Zhu Yunxi nodded, patted the table next to him with his palms, and raised his eyebrows: "What's next?"

Zhang Hui raised his head: "My subordinates are going to use the Li family's line as a clue to continue the investigation. The gangster will not choose the Li family for no reason, and Wan Jinbiao is not the only one in the city. He is divided between the two counties of Yingtian City.

As an errand, my subordinates thought there might be some discoveries along this line."

"Now that we have a plan, let's go with it. I'll be waiting here, waiting for you to bring the person back." Zhu Yunxi whispered, and the white jade ring on his hand was turned silently.<

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Zhang Hui was a little hesitant. His grandson was a rich man, so he still wanted to stay in a filthy place like the prison?

Sun Cheng snorted from the side: "Go and do things quickly! How long do you want His Highness to wait here!"

Zhang Hui shuddered and hurriedly lowered his head and clasped his fists: "I accept your orders."

After saying that, Zhang Hui waved his robe and slowly left the interrogation room. He quickly left, gathering people to follow the clues and follow the clues.

In the interrogation room, Sun Cheng hesitated, and finally walked to Taisun's side: "Your Highness, the prison is cold and cold, do you want me to find a clean room outside..."

"I'm just waiting here." Zhu Yunxi's voice was not loud, but his tone was extremely firm: "Those people's methods are so crude, I believe it won't take long before they can find them."

Sun Cheng hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Taisun had no intention of leaving, he could only silently step aside to accompany him.

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General Affairs Department.

He is in charge of matters involving internal and external chapters, reports, memorials and refutations, and can express opinions from all quarters, complain about grievances, or report illegal matters.

It can be said that the General Affairs Office, located in front of the right gate of Chang'an and next to the Jinyiwei Yamen, is the microphone through which memorials from the imperial officials are sent to the emperor.

The order in which the emperor saw the memorials depended, to a large extent, on how the general secretary stacked the memorials.

The memorials sent every day from all the prefectures and counties all over the world and from the yamen in Beijing are almost a mountain of books.

According to the usual practice, the officials of the General Administration Department would redistribute the memorials that were unimportant or completely unnecessary to the emperor to various ministries and yamen. As for the memorials about Che Zhuglunhua, they were simply thrown aside.

Only memorials that really involve government affairs will be sent to the palace.

Today is like every day in the past.

The officials of the General Administration Department's Yamen were walking through the Yamen one by one holding memorials over their heads.

"This...this memorial..."

In the duty room, a seventh-grade General Secretary, the Governor, raised his head and looked hesitantly at his colleagues around him.

"Who else is writing random memorials in an attempt to flatter His Majesty?"

A man with a sixth-grade title came over with a bit of disdain on his face.

"Experience is the memorial to impeach Prince Yan..." the governor muttered quietly.

The experience I just walked through immediately stopped me in my tracks.

But before he could recover, an official who was selecting memorials for the two of them looked up from the piles of memorials: "My lords, there are several memorials here to impeach Prince Yan."
To be continued...