Dali temple is a special place for hearing the relatives of the emperor. According to reason, Ping Shien will not be locked up here. He is an official of the imperial court. He broke the law and was escorted to Beijing. This matter should be under the control of the Ministry of punishment.
But the Minister of punishment was Xu Yizhi's disciple. Although they didn't communicate at ordinary times and seemed to have no friendship, the emperor still couldn't believe the Minister of punishment and deliberately shut Ping Shien into Dali temple.
Due to the particularity of Dali temple, the successive secretaries of Dali temple are all members of the royal family, and the seniority and age must be high, so as to hold people down.
The current Dali Temple secretary is a royal lineage. He is 56 years old and has gray hair. However, his generation in the royal family is not high, and his blood relationship with the emperor has long been out of five clothes.
The reason why he became Secretary of Dali temple is that this position is too easy to offend people. For example, those Royal elders with real high rank and reputation are unwilling to take over this hot potato. Finally, they pick and choose him.
The Dali Temple secretary did not have much talent and performed mediocrely during his term of office.
He had planned to survive this year and apply for returning home, but he didn't expect that Ping Shien would commit suicide at this time.
In order to find out the truth in three days, he was completely out of it.
He gathered all the officials in Dali temple, screened and interrogated them one by one. If anything unusual was found, he would press them severely.
For this reason, he offended almost all the officials in Dali temple.
But even so, he didn't find out anything.
Seeing that the three-day deadline was approaching, the Secretary of Dali temple was almost desperate. At this time, Wuzuo sent an unexpected joy.
"My Lord, the lower officer took this small paper ball out of his esophagus during the autopsy. Please have a look."
Ignoring the filth on the paper ball, the Secretary of Dali Temple leaned over and looked carefully and found a line of words written on the crumpled paper——
If you talk nonsense, kill your family!
The Secretary of Dali Temple couldn't help opening his eyes and was ecstatic.
This is why Ping Shien committed suicide!
He immediately interrogated the jailer who delivered food to Ping Shien that day.
But when they found the jailer, they saw a cold body hanging from the beam.
The jailer hanged the beam and killed himself one step ahead of time.
The clue is broken.
The Secretary of Dali temple was so regretful that he was one step away!
When the three-day deadline had expired, he still couldn't find out who was behind the delivery of the note. He could only bring the crumpled paper ball into the palace and present it to the emperor.
Sima Yan looked at the words on the note and asked coldly, "is this the result of your three-day busy work?"
The Minister of Dali Temple knelt on the ground and trembled for mercy: "I have really tried my best. I beg your majesty to spare my life."
Looking at his steamed bread, Sima was tired of letting him go.
"I won't kill you. Pack up and go home."
Dali Temple Secretary kowtowed hard: "thank you for not killing the emperor!"
He took off his black hat, untied the ribbon, took off his official clothes, and revealed his jacket and cotton trousers.
He kowtowed three times to Tianzi again, and then ran away.
Xie Miao came forward, put away the black hat, ribbon and official clothes and handed them to the little yellow gate next to him.
Sima Fan said, "let Murong come suddenly."
Soon, Murong, dressed in fish scale clothes, appeared in the imperial study. He knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully: "I'll see your majesty."
Sima fan pointed to the note in the tray at hand and said, "go and find out where this note came from? Who did it come from? "
"Here."
Xie Miao picked up the tray and handed it to Murong Hu.
Murong suddenly looked down. After he saw the contents of the note clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Sima Fan said: "this is the note taken from Ping Shien's belly. It is the only clue to Ping Shien's suicide case. I hope you can grasp it and find out the truth. Don't let me down again."
His tone was very plain, but there was an unspeakable sense of oppression in Murong Hu's ears.
Murong suddenly bowed his head and said, "I will do my best to live up to your Majesty's expectations."
"Go down."
Sima fan ate lunch with empress dowager Yan today.
Empress Dowager Yan mentioned going to the Guangzhao temple to pray for blessings on the first day of next month and asked him if he wanted to go together?
Sima said slowly, "there have been a lot of things in the court during this period. I can't separate myself, so I won't go to Guangzhao temple with my mother."
Empress Dowager Yan just asked. Seeing that he didn't want to go, she was not disappointed.
She asked, "I heard you removed the official post of secretary of Dali temple?"
"Yes."
"The position of Dali Temple secretary is too hot. It's difficult to find someone to take over. You've dismissed the person now. Who's going to bear the vacancy later?"
Sima Fan said calmly, "you don't have to worry about it. I already have a candidate in my heart."
Since he said so, Empress Dowager Yan would not ask any more.
The table was quiet and only a slight clash of dishes and chopsticks could be heard.
In a flash of time, it will soon be the first day of junior high school.
Before dawn today, Wei Chen got up. He put on his official clothes, said goodbye to his parents and took a carriage to the palace.
In the past, he used to go to work by bus and donkey. Later, the boss of the crown prince couldn't see it and specially rewarded him with a carriage.
The carriage stopped at the gate of the palace. As soon as the time came, Wei Chen entered the palace with other civil and military officials.
Wei Chen didn't need an early morning today. On the way, he parted ways with other officials and went to the east palace alone,.
In the East Palace, the prince's luggage has been packed.
The prince has also changed into his clothes. He is very happy to see Wei Chen coming.
"Ah Chen, have you ever been to Guangzhao temple?"
Wei Chen said, "once."
The prince asked curiously, "is that place fun?"
Although he is the crown prince, he has lost the freedom that every ordinary person has. Now he is ten years old. The number of times he leaves the palace adds up to no more than three times. The more he can't go out, the more curious and eager he is about the outside world.
Wei Chen said, "Guangzhao temple is full of incense. There are an endless stream of pilgrims every day. It's very lively."
"I heard that there is a plum forest behind Guangzhao temple. Plum blossoms bloom every winter. It's very beautiful. Is it true?"
Wei Chen nodded: "there is indeed a merlin, but I haven't seen it."
"That's just right. Let's go and see it today!"
The palace maid came to remind: "Your Highness, it's almost time. It's time to start."
It's rare to have a chance to go out. The little prince was very excited and took Wei Chen out, followed by the palace maids and eunuchs.
They first met with empress yuan and then went to see empress dowager Yan.
A team of nearly 1000 people left the palace and went to Guangzhao temple.
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