Chapter 149 The murderer is him

Chapter 149 The murderer is him

The person chosen by the emperor was none other than Qing Ruxu after he had disguised himself, or Gao Deng after he had changed his name. Most people in the upper echelons called him Xiao Dengzi.

Ever since Qing Ruxu was assigned to work in the Golden Palace, he has been working diligently every day, doing his best to do everything he should and shouldn't do.

In addition, he had an ordinary appearance, and not many people had any ill will towards him because of his overly beautiful appearance, so he was quite popular in the Golden Palace and was appreciated by his superiors. Although his days as a servant were hard, they were much better than before.

Qing Ruxu was not in a hurry at all. He lay dormant day and night, preparing for an opportunity to make a qualitative leap.

Now that he has been chosen by the emperor, he feels that his chance has come.

The emperor asked Qing Ruxu: "What is your name?"

Qing Ruxu stepped out of the line, bowed upright and kowtowed: "My servant's nickname is Xiao Dengzi."

The emperor showed a little satisfaction in his eyes: "Okay, then you can follow me out of the palace today."

Later, Xu Zhen seized this opportunity and went from being an ordinary eunuch sweeping the outer courtyard of the Golden Throne Hall to a senior eunuch designated by the emperor to enter the imperial study and serve him closely by grinding ink and pouring tea.

And later he gradually replaced Folin's position.

Of course, this is a later story.

The emperor left the palace smoothly and met Wen Ling at the designated location.

Wen Ling changed back into the attire of an ordinary young lady from an official family today. She didn't look out of place in the attire of an unmarried girl. She looked pretty and a bit childish.

The emperor, who was wearing the clothes of a fourth-rank official, had a good sleep last night and was full of anticipation for today's events. He looked so energetic that he looked even a few years younger than when he was wearing the dragon robe.

When the two of them stood together, they really looked like the father and daughter of ordinary officials.

Gu Chenran escorted Wen Ling all the way to the meeting point. After he saluted the emperor, he asked Wen Ling with a worried look on his face: "Do you really not need me to accompany you today?"

Before Wen Ling could say anything, the Emperor spoke up unhappily, "Xiao Si, what do you mean by this? Are you afraid that I won't be able to take good care of Ah Ling?"

Gu Chenran said nothing, but looked at the emperor with eyes full of distrust, as if asking, don’t you also have to rely on Wen Ling to take care of you?

emperor:"……"

Finally, Wen Ling said, "This is a matter between the emperor and me, so please don't interfere."

The emperor glanced at Gu Chenran and snorted, "That's right, you have difficulty walking, just wait for our news at home."

Gu Chenran now regrets pretending that he needs a wheelchair. Forget it, just endure it for a few more days and then throw away this damn wheelchair. Then he can follow Wen Ling wherever she goes!

The emperor and Wen Ling changed into two ordinary low-key carriages, and went to Zhang Tianshi's house one after the other to pay their respects.

Although Zhang Tianshi was a second-rank Tianshi of the Imperial Observatory and was not at the center of power in the imperial court, he was a kind and generous person and had helped many people in the past.

At this time, many people came to Zhang Tianshi's house to mourn, and there was a long line at the door.

Some of the people who came to mourn had made reservations in advance, but most of them came directly without any prior notice.

The carriages lined up at the door were all very conscious, and those who came back to attend the funeral naturally didn't care about the rank arrangement.

After it was everyone's turn to wait for the carriage to arrive at the door, they would get off the carriage, hand in their business cards and funeral gifts, and after their names were registered, they would quietly go inside to pay their respects.

The emperor had already prepared his identity. With his ability, it would be extremely easy for him to forge the identity of a fourth-rank official in Beijing. It would be a piece of cake to fabricate a complete identity out of thin air.

In addition, to be on the safe side, Wen Ling also used the disguise technique on the emperor and himself, and the disguise technique could last for exactly eight hours.

It is very simple to crack it in advance. Just dip your finger in your saliva and smear it on your face.

This way you can restore your original appearance in just one second.

This was specially set up by Wen Ling in case of any unexpected accidents.

In this way, if the emperor encountered any emergency, he could just restore his true appearance and seek help from officials who knew him, which would be a kind of guarantee.

The emperor kept looking at himself in a small mirror in the carriage all the way. He was even more surprised that he couldn't even recognize himself.

The emperor had witnessed Wen Ling's ability when he was forced to sleep last night, and now he was even more convinced of Wen Ling.

The emperor has long believed in Wen Ling's abilities to a certain extent. For him, today is more of a novel adventure than a test for Wen Ling.

Gordon was the first to get off the carriage and handed the invitation he had prepared in advance to the butler at the door.

The housekeeper of Zhang Tianshi's family opened it and took a look, then nodded to Gordon.

Gordon helped Mr. Huang out of the carriage, and Wen Ling followed closely behind.

Mr. Huang asked Gordon to hand the funeral gift money prepared in advance to the old housekeeper, and said in a heavy tone: "Please accept my condolences."

These words were spoken from the bottom of his heart. As the most senior Heavenly Master in the Imperial Observatory, Zhang Tianshi was dedicated to his job and selflessly trained many new people to take over the next generation, without keeping anything to himself.

Finally, he risked his life and reported the danger he had discovered to the emperor.

In fact, if he was so afraid of death that he didn't tell anyone, how would the emperor know?

Therefore, the emperor sincerely admired people like Zhang Tianshi, and he had already secretly issued an order that Zhang Tianshi's family and descendants would be treated well.

Butler Zhang bowed to the emperor to express his gratitude and made a gesture of invitation: "Master Huang, please come in and burn incense."

The emperor and Wen Ling arrived at the Zhang family smoothly.

The Zhang family lobby was set up as a mourning hall, and relatives and friends who came to mourn were queuing outside the hall waiting to burn incense.

Zhang Tianshi had no sons, only two daughters.

The two daughters had already married and had their own families. Together with Zhang Tianshi’s wife, they knelt on one side in front of the mourning hall, burning paper money and crying.

In front of the mourning hall stood a tall young man in mourning clothes.

His eyes were red and he looked extremely sad. Every person who came to burn incense would first say "I'm sorry for what happened" to him, and then go to Zhang Tianshi's two daughters at the back to express their condolences and burn paper.

Wen Ling asked the emperor in a low voice: "Who is the man standing in front? Why does it feel like his status is higher than Zhang Tianshi's two daughters?"

The emperor happened to know this man, and he introduced him in a low voice: "He is Zhang Tianshi's eldest disciple, Lin Qingxuan, who is also working in the Imperial Observatory. He is also the most talented and powerful among all of Zhang Tianshi's disciples. He should be the one to inherit Zhang Tianshi's mantle in the future.

Zhang Tianshi had no son. As the saying goes, a teacher is a father for life, so naturally he should be the one to break the basin when Zhang Tianshi finally died. “

"I see." Wen Ling nodded. She did know that here only men had to attend the funeral, and women were not allowed to do funeral ceremonies such as breaking pots.

That is why almost everyone has been so obsessed with having sons since ancient times.

When it was the emperor's turn to burn incense, Wen Ling leaned close to the emperor's ear and whispered, "The traitor has been found. It was Zhang Tianshi who was killed by Lin Qingxuan."

The emperor suddenly turned to look at Wen Ling in surprise.

No, why do I suddenly tell him this now? He was completely unprepared and almost couldn't control his expression!

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