Chapter 15 Princess Zhanghua secretly meets with the young master of aristocratic family, Yin...

It was just dawn, and Yin Xing, who rarely needed to be called by Manager Xin, got up early, dressed neatly, and took the initiative to wash up.

On your first day at work, of course you have to be positive!

When Steward Xin brought the ginseng soup to the table, he was a little surprised to see Young Master Yin sitting down in high spirits.

"Good morning, Manager Xin!" Yin Xing greeted in a clear and pleasant voice, with curved eyebrows and smiling eyes.

Seeing this, Manager Xin nodded silently in response and tried to step aside.

"By the way, did the princess reply?"

Manager Xin paused and shook his head, thinking that his master had always been unpredictable and difficult to understand, and might not read the letter.

Yin Xing felt a little disappointed. He raised his hand to hold the bowl and drank the medicinal food in small sips, comforting himself that maybe Xuan Yizhen went to bed early.

After all, Yin Xing rode on horseback to find Xuan Yizhen last night, but the maid reported that she was tired and unable to meet him.

Thinking of this, Yin Xing's mind suddenly became clear. He didn't dare to waste time and drank the medicinal food happily. He picked up the small meat buns with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth one by one, finishing them in no time!

Soon, Yin Xing turned over and rode out of the courtyard.

Seeing this, Manager Xin raised his hand and released a carrier pigeon, feeling that Master Yin's official career would be full of ups and downs and thorns.

It was unheard of for him to be appointed as a fourth-rank official at such a young age. If Princess Zhanghua was not protected, she would definitely become a thorn in the eyes of others.

In the dim morning light, there were already many vendors shouting in the streets of the capital. Yin Xing rode his pony to the Dali Temple.

"Master Xiao Yin is here really early!" A clerk took the reins and said enthusiastically, rubbing his fingertips to indicate a reward.

"Thank you." Yin Xing's eyes were fixed on the solemn and majestic plaque of the Dali Temple, and he didn't notice the small movement.

The Dali Temple seemed to be the highest law enforcement agency in ancient times, far more prestigious than ordinary government offices.

Yin Xing immediately stepped inside out of curiosity. The clerk's smile disappeared and he froze in his place, his eyes filled with disdain as he said, "Pah! This is the first time I've seen a new official be so stingy!"

It seems that not only the royal consorts have a miserable life, but the so-called marquises and noble sons also live in poverty.

At this time, Yin Xing didn't know that he was being labeled as poor. He stepped into the hall and his eyes fell on the tall and briskly walking constable in a black robe and carrying a sword.

Most of the officials were in a hurry, walking through the hall in twos and threes to various places, looking very busy.

"Hello, I'm a newcomer to the Dali Temple..."

"I have official business to attend to. Please stop fooling around. I don't have time to accompany you."

Yin Xing stopped talking before he even finished. He looked at the official with confusion as he walked away in a huff. The other officials saw this and sneered with indifference on their faces.

Yesterday, Yin Xing specifically checked the officials of the Dali Temple. The Shaoqing of the Dali Temple is the second most important position besides the Dali Temple Qing, and can be said to be the second in command.

Why do I feel like a disgusting stinky ball now, even more like a second-in-command?!

Seeing this, Yin Xing didn't dare to stop anyone to ask for directions, so he just stood in front of the hall politely, thinking that there must be someone who knew that he was going to take up the post today.

Unconsciously, the sun rose high in the sky, and the golden sunlight shone lightly into the hall. The heat wave surged, and people came and went like the tide.

It was almost noon and Yin Xing's feet were hurting so much that he couldn't stand. He looked around with his bright eyes, trying to find a place to sit and rest.

Unexpectedly, he ran into a familiar-looking official. Yin Xing's eyes lit up and he called out, "Wu Sicheng!"

"Master Xiao Yin, you're here really early."

"Good morning, Wu Sicheng. I wonder what I should do first today?"

Yin Xing had received the appointment document from this Dali Temple official yesterday, so he had some impression of him. He walked forward unsteadily to inquire.

Wu Shijie looked at the youthful and energetic son of the Marquis of Xizhou and said kindly, "Since you are new here, Lord Yin, why don't you accompany me to the inner court to learn about the various departments?"

Usually, new officials would ask for positions from their immediate superiors, but since this young Master Yin was the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple, it was the Secretary of the Dali Temple who should have met and made arrangements.

But no one in the entire Dali Temple came to receive him. I guess no one would like to see a young boy suddenly appear and take up such an important position.

An ordinary official who is promoted to Dali Temple Secretary at the age of 20 is considered young and promising, and who can be promoted to Dali Temple Shaoqing at the age of 40 is simply considered to have a bright future. With such a huge gap, who would not be jealous?

The princesses of the dynasty were famous and could not be provoked, but the treatment of the princes-in-law and future princes-in-law was very different.

It is obvious that Princess Zhanghua did not specifically ask the Dali Temple Minister for instructions, so she was treated like this. It seems that this Lord Xiao Yin is not favored.

As the two of them walked, Wu Shijie suppressed his speculation and explained, "The Dali Temple is responsible for the most difficult and brutal cases in the world. It has four branches, each with four junior officials in charge of different cases. Of course, everything is under the command of the Dali Temple's chief judge. This one leads to the archives, that one is the dungeon, the front hall is responsible for interrogations, and the backyard has the kitchen."

Hearing this, Yin Xing secretly noted down everything and asked curiously, "Will I have subordinates too?"

"Of course, you have this possibility, but you must familiarize yourself with the daily duties of the Dali Temple and achieve some achievements before you can convince the public to open a new department."

"Thank you, Wu Sicheng."

Wu Shijie smiled but said nothing, and led people into the offices everywhere.

The two men walked around the corner of the corridor and just as they stepped in, the officials who were originally busy stopped moving and looked over at them.

"Hello everyone!" Yin Xing said friendlyly with a smile on his face.

After he finished speaking, the officials' indifferent reactions left Yin Xing confused. Are all Dali Temple officials so serious?!

Wu Shijie stood aside with his hands behind his back and cleared his throat, saying, "My dear colleagues, this is the son of the Marquis of Xizhou, and also the new Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple. He is now learning how to handle affairs, so I hope you will cooperate with him."

"Yes, Lord Wu." The officials then raised their hands and saluted in response.

Seeing this, Yin Xing slowly realized that they were really just ignoring and disregarding him.

"Master Xiao Yin, please come in and have some tea. I will report to Master Chang Shaoqing, who is in charge of the four quarters, so that he can introduce you."

"Thank you, Wu Sicheng."

Yin Xing collected his thoughts and stepped into a house to rest. He watched Wu Sicheng go upstairs, then straightened his thin back, sighed softly, held the tea in his palm and drank it in small sips, his cheeks slightly sunken, and he looked a little worried.

Alas, I suddenly feel that going to work is much harder than going to school.

At this time, Wu Shijie and Chang Shaoqing were peeping from above the pavilion and whispered, "Sir, look."

"Is this the young man on horseback holding apricot blossoms?"

"Yes, he is Yin Xing, the nobleman whom Princess Zhanghua chose to attend the marriage banquet."

Chang Tonghai's face darkened, and he tilted his head to look at Wu Shijie, saying rather unhappily, "This is clearly a nuisance. Quickly, get these people away from here!"

"Sir, calm down. If we don't find a scapegoat and submit the documents regarding the Third Princess's fireworks incident in time, I'm afraid this kid will be the first to take over your fourth position."

"You mean to let him deflect the Holy Wrath and the Third Princess's questioning? Aren't you afraid that Princess Zhanghua will notice something?"

Wu Shijie nodded and explained carefully, "My lord, the princesses of the dynasty have always been at odds with each other. Only in this way can you and I escape in peace. Moreover, the Third Princess's brother is the eldest prince, and he may become the crown prince in the future. Princess Zhanghua, although of noble status, is childless. Please consider carefully what is more important here."

Chang Tonghai frowned slightly, no longer as anxious as before. His gaze fell on Yin Xing in the hall, and he thought aloud: "This matter must be done as seamlessly as possible."

"I understand." Wu Shijie replied softly.

The sun was scorching outside the window. Yin Xing finished his tea and finally saw Chang Shaoqing who was everywhere.

Chang Tonghai looked at the frail Yin Xing in front of him and said kindly, "Young Master Yin is willing to come and do errands. I am very happy to do so. If you have any questions in the future, please feel free to ask Wu Sicheng."

Yin Xing happily stood up and saluted, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Chang. I will definitely study hard in the Dali Temple!"

"No need to be so formal. I just happen to have a minor, common case. Perhaps Young Master Yin could investigate it and familiarize himself with the Dali Temple's case handling procedures."

"good."

The voice drifted away, the cicadas chirped noisily, people came and went, the lakeside sparkled, but the wind was filled with a fishy stench. Yin Xing looked at the familiar lake view, raised his hand and covered his nose with a handkerchief, and asked in a muffled voice: "Wu Sicheng, why is it so smelly here?"

Wu Shijie spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, "That night, the fireworks incident on the Three Princesses' boat shook the capital. Nearly a hundred people were blown into pieces of varying sizes. The entire lake was red. Salvaging the wreckage has already exhausted all our resources, financially and physically. We have no time to worry about anything else. The stench is likely to build in hot weather, but it should heal after a while."

"Since the Dali Temple ruled it was a fireworks accident, why didn't they close the case earlier?"

"Well, the Dali Temple is busy, so it hasn't been dealt with yet. Now is the time for Master Xiao Yin to show his style!"

Seeing this, Yin Xing didn't ask any more questions. He just wanted to clarify the basic causes of the fireworks accident as soon as possible and submit the documents.

This way I can wait until the day off five days later to go see Xuan Yizheng!

The green pool surged, the lake surface was surging, and the fish were chasing the remaining scarlet meat paste. Time passed until the fifth day.

Wu Shijie was dumbfounded when he learned that Yin Xing did not write a single word in the case closing document.

"Master Xiao Yin, is it difficult to write the closing documents for this fireworks accident?"

"That's not the case, but I noticed there was a registration list for the cruise ship that night. Besides the injured and the identifiable bodies, there are still many people missing. The Dali Temple is very strict in enforcing the law, so it's not right to be vague."

Wu Shijie's heart choked, and he looked at Yin Xing in disbelief. He could only endure and say, "These people may have been eaten by fish. There is really nothing we can do."

What's more, all the prominent nobles had already been registered in the Dali Temple, and the rest were mostly maids, servants, boatmen and the like.

Yin Xing shook his head, put down his pen, and replied seriously, "I think we should investigate further. Since Chang Shaoqing has entrusted me with this trust, I must not let him down."

After he finished speaking, Wu Shijie didn't want to say a word, otherwise he felt that he would have to give up his day off tomorrow.

Damn it, could it be that I have found a hot potato?

However, the next morning, Yin Xing rode his pony towards the inner city with anticipation, hoping to see Xuan Yizheng.

But Yin Xing didn't expect that this time he couldn't even enter the outer gate of the villa and had to retreat.

"Young Master Yin, Princess Zhanghua is out for an appointment today, please return."

"Then when will the princess come back? I can wait."

After he finished speaking, the guards did not respond, as if they had turned a blind eye.

Seeing this, Yin Xing had to give up the idea of ​​waiting. He looked regretful and wondered what a coincidence it was.

The clatter of horse hooves filled the streets as Yin Xing walked along the street in a displeased mood. He reached out and patted the horse's back, comforting himself: "Don't be discouraged, little darling! Even though we can't see Yizhen, we can still work hard!"

So Yin Xing rode his horse to the lakeside and walked along the lakeside to explore. The lake on the upwind side was not smelly, but the water was clear and transparent.

Therefore, some cruise ships and pleasure boats are sailing on the lake, and the faint sound of the pipa is light and ethereal, which is very pleasant to listen to.

Yin Xing looked into the distance and saw the beautiful scenery of the lake, which made him feel much more relaxed. His sight fell on a luxurious cruise ship with many people on it and guard boats around it. As a result, many small cruise ships were approaching the shore one after another.

"I don't know where the people on that ship came from, but they made such a big scene."

"Hush, it's said that Princess Zhanghua and the young master of the Xiahou family are having a secret meeting. Let's not offend them, or we might get beheaded."

As the voices drifted over, Yin Xing gripped the reins, pricked up his ears and eavesdropped, unable to believe it was such a coincidence.

Yin Xing immediately opened his eyes wide and looked at the slowly moving ship, trying to see Xuan Yizheng's position!

The lake breeze was cool, and the boat bells rang clearly. Xuan Yizhen was sitting alone at the boat railing, letting the lakeside breeze blow the golden jade belt through her black hair. Her beautiful eyes were like the quiet lake surface covered with shimmering waves, ethereal and beautiful. Her gaze casually cast outwards, but suddenly, it stopped for a moment.

Today is a day off for officials, and Yin Xing should go to the villa, but Xuan Yizheng doesn't want to see her.

But now Xuan Yizheng looked at the figure who was trying hard to row the boat but was spinning awkwardly on the lake. If it wasn't Yin Xing, who else could it be?

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