Xia Xiangwei was preparing to have breakfast when he suddenly got the news and subconsciously asked: "Last night? General Qin killed him?"

He seemed very surprised.

"Yes, the Bai family and the Yao family heard that General Xuan Ce had had an argument with them yesterday and went to ask. At first, he spoke politely, but General Xuan Ce said, 'Even if I killed me, so what? You care where I am!' Only then did the two families insist that he was the murderer."

"Does the teacher understand? How did you deal with it?"

"King Jing'an was going to go to Qin Mansion, but he went back halfway..."

Xia Xiangwei asked about the details carefully again, and then began to ponder alone.

“At this time…”

He muttered in a low voice, picked up a bowl of beans and placed them on the table.

First, he put a bean on the top and whispered "Your Majesty".

Then two more pills were placed underneath, and five more pills were placed underneath.

"Zuo Jinglun, He Liangyuan, Qian Chengyun, Song Xin, Wu Pei...Disaster relief, sent to North Korea, sent to Xi'an, and went on a patrol, and took charge of Henan... Speaking of which, all the ministers of the House of Representatives were transferred..."

He picked up a few more beans and lowered his head to think about something.

"There are not many veterans left in Jinan City. Bai Yizhang, Yao Wenhua... This happened to happen at this time... Qin Xuance killed? That's what he meant..."

Xia Xiangwei was just thinking about it, and his newlywed wife Liu Wei walked out from behind and smiled and said, "A man of this big age, he still uses beans to play with, wasting food in vain."

Liu Wei has a pretty appearance, long cheeks, but has a clean and intelligent temperament. If it is said that it gives people the feeling, it is not like the delicateness of flowers, but the gentlemanly style of bamboo.

She is the daughter of a scholar in Jinan. She has loved reading since she was a child. She heard that Shandong officials were relaxed from the exams and went to the exams in the first batch. She then went to the Governor's Court and was promoted to the inner court.

When the Yellow River was flooded, Liu Wei and Xia Xiangwei had several dealings on official business, and they were having a good time talking about each other.

Xia Xiangwei was twenty-five years old and told him that there were many people who kissed him, but he had always refused.

The court has advocated a private marriage, and Xia Xiangwei began to plan to get married. Another matchmaker said accidentally, "A female official is also talking to her at home. She looks like she is in line with Lord Xia. She is a little older and is already twenty-one..."

"Female official?" Xia Xiangwei was so happy at the time and asked subconsciously: "She has a surname?"

After that, the two of them successfully changed the Geng Post...

As for the wedding banquet, Xia Xiangwei was from Yongping Mansion, and his hometown elders, relatives and friends were killed; Liu Wei's father was a cynical person and had no friends.

So the arrangement was simple, and only two tables were set up to invite a few friends, and each gave some wedding candy to his colleagues.

At that time, Wang Xiao came with a mask, drank two glasses of wine, and then walked with a mask, not alarming too many people.

...

"It's not a waste of food." Xia Xiangwei picked up the beans on the table and ate them one by one, and asked again: "When will I go to the yamen?"

"I will go to the yamen for another three days."

"After we get married, can't you stay in the inner courtyard?"

Liu Wei said: "Although your highness has not stated clearly, I mean I want to transfer me to the Ministry of Revenue."

"Ministry of Revenue?"

Xia Xiangwei stopped picking up beans and asked casually: "I heard that someone wrote three new policies, which seemed to be the one who paid the grain together, and the number of people was distributed to the public, and the fire was consumed... How did the Governor's Court approve it?"

Liu Wei was picking up the bowls and chopsticks. Before he could take a bite, he put down the bowls and chopsticks when he heard this.

She seemed a little hesitant, and finally smiled and said, "We can agree to do it before getting married, so we won't talk about official duties at home."

"It's just a casual question." Xia Xiangwei waved his hand and said, "My wife, eat first, I'll deal with some small matters."

He got up and walked out, waved to his two confidants, and whispered: "You go and send me a letter, don't let anyone see it on the way..."

~~

It was already midday when the shepherd was awakened, and he felt that his body was about to fall apart.

His two women were Mongolians and the other was a widow in the Confucius family. They originally wanted to keep them at home, but they had never considered their status.

But after the new emperor ascended the throne, the court granted them an imperial edict.

From then on, Batmaja and Dou Xiulan were two legitimate wives of the shepherd.

The shepherd thought about this when he came back, but he couldn't figure it out.

——Why did King Jing'an care about my family affairs? Is it because I value me? Is it that worthy of being valued by King Jing'an?

It was not until he heard someone say it last night that he fully understood it.

The title of Batma's imperial edict was to show that even if it was a foreign tribe, as long as it was sincerely surrendered to the Great Chu, the Great Chu would not treat it badly; the imperial edict was to show that the widow remarried the court would not object...

So that's it.

The shepherd understood, but what he said to his two wives was, "This is what I asked King Jing'an for you."

Batma and Dou Xiulan were so moved that they burst into tears, and they all said they wanted to "serve the master..."

They are all ages like wolves and tigers, especially Batmaja, who has excellent physical strength...

The shepherd does like this kind of tiger and wolf, but he also feels that he is almost dead...

He was sleeping soundly today and felt someone patting his face. When he opened his eyes, he saw Batmaja and Dou Xiulan surrounded the bed.

"Stop messing around, I'm tired."

"Master, something happened. Brother Qin was surrounded by someone and said he was killing someone..."

Badmaya, a Mongolian woman, was speechless, and the shepherd was anxious, and she didn't wear clothes. She ran all the way to the outer hall and personally recruited servants who reported the news to ask.

...

"When did Bai Jianzheng and Yao Bocheng die?"

"At the second moment of the night, a fire broke out in the Bai family courtyard, and the bodies were burned, but they should have died before and after the fire broke out."

"Nonsense! I'll beat those two old guys who are talking nonsense to death."

The shepherd spitted, put on a casual dress, and walked out with big strides. Halfway through, he saw a man coming over mysteriously and muttering to him a few words.

"I understand." The shepherd's eyes turned, nodded and walked towards the inner courtyard, changed into light clothes, ran to the wall of the courtyard and flipped out...

~~

The Jinyiwei Qian Mo Qian rode his horse through the long street.

He was still thinking about what King Jing'an had to do to him.

——"Two things are found out. One is to check what Bai Jianzheng and Yao Bocheng did, so that their family can't wait to push the case to Qin Xuance; the other is to check what Qin Xuance did last night. Oh, go and see if the century-old ginseng in the Li family is lost..."

When Mo Qian thought of this, he suddenly understood something.

The Bai family and the Yao family did not seem to want to kill Qin Xuance. From beginning to end, they were shouting, "You killed my son" instead of "paying my son's life."

With Qin Xuance's military achievements, even if he really killed Bai Jianzheng and Yao Bocheng, he would be able to cut off his martial name and even make meritorious service...

So rather than saying that the Bai family and the Yao family want to punish the murderer, it is better to say that they want to close the case as soon as possible?

...

Mo Gan looked up and saw that he had arrived at the Li Mansion by the Baotu Spring.

He turned over and dismounted, went to the door to light up the token, which scared the other party's concierge to a pale face.

But the gatekeeper of Li's mansion was a bit good. He bowed gently and asked, "I dare to ask, but my master has committed a crime?"

Mo Gan asked back, "What do you think your master has done?"

The concierge bowed again and said, "I'm afraid... I'm guilty of possessing a treasure?"

"Ha." Mo Gan sneered and said, "Don't talk here. The Jinyiwei is not here to steal your things. Go and tell your master, just ask him a few words."

But he realized that even the gatekeepers of a poet and scholar family like the Li family had such courage. Even if King Jing'an came to ask for the century-old ginseng in person, the other party might not give it to him...

Did Qin Xuance steal it?

...

When Mo Gan met the Master of the Li family, he explained his purpose and said he wanted to see if the century-old ginseng was lost.

As I entered the back courtyard, I saw a library in front of me very magnificent, with the three words "Bai Snow Tower" written on it. The handwriting was simple and the spirit was extraordinary.

The two couplets beside the building are "Man writes two bachelors in ancient and modern times, and the sky opens pictures and paintings of Yingzhou."

Surrounded by green water, hidden by mountains and rocks, the scenery is beautiful.

"This is a wealthy family." Mo Gan sighed in his heart again, and as the master of the Li family entered the Baixue Tower, he watched him pick up a small box.

When I pushed it open, I saw that the box was empty, so how could there be any century-old ginseng?

The Master Li's face changed and he exclaimed: "This..."

But Mo Gan looked around, looked carefully on the ground for a while, and suddenly picked up a small piece of slightly wet soil with his fingers and smelled it.

"New mud?"

He pondered and asked, "Mr. Li, can you ask if anyone has come to this Baixue Building just now?"

“Not.”
To be continued...