Chapter 12: Officers, Arrest The Suspicious Mo Xin

This scientific expedition finally ended smoothly, and all relevant personnel including Ming Dedi breathed a sigh of relief.

After the palace exam, Emperor Ming personally approved the top three in this division. The number one scholar Li Wenzheng, the son of Suzhou's richest man Li Jiuhua, the second-placed Cheng Siqian, the son of Chengxiu, the official book of the official minister, the son of Tanhua Yang Han, and the famous Luoshan Yang family from Dasheng. All three had studied at Bishan Academy. After that, there were also Jinshi and several people.

On this day, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, and the most lively Zhuque Street in Shengjing was crowded with people, and the alleys were empty. Just because Jinke's top three were going to ride horses here.

In the elegant seat by the window on the second floor of Qingyouju, three young people in different dresses were drinking tea. The man in white clothes and a half white jade mask on his face is Zhao Ling dressed in men's clothing. Next to him sat a white dress and Zhilan Yushu. Like Xie Mingyu, opposite was a serious style. The three of them drank light tea and looked at the parade group slowly approaching under the window.

In the Dasheng Dynasty, there were very few unmarried women who went out with young men in the hall, so Zhao Ling decided to show up in men's clothing.

Three tall horses, each with three men in red robes and black gauze sitting on top of them, surrounded by a group of imperial armours in armor, rode triumphantly in the spring breeze. They were handsome, and were looking back and forth on both sides of the street, bowing their hands to passers-by.

"Brother Mingyu's opinion on this top three?" Fengze looked at Xie Mingyu and asked seriously.

Xie Mingyu drank a sip of tea, and said without any haste: "If you are a student, Yang Han is still the highest among the three."

It was only one of the considerations in any scientific examination. For a ruler of a dynasty, he had to consider too many factors, and the most important one was balance. The distribution of the top three rankings involves the checks and balances of multiple forces. Only when the standing was well balanced could a country go on steadily.

As a straight-forward military commander, Fengze had never been interested in scientific research. He simply looked down on those who were unscrupulous for fame and fortune. Feeling like he was asking a boring question, he turned to Zhao Ling and said, "What is Brother Mo up to recently? I went to Qin Yuzuo several times to find out your whereabouts, but he didn't tell me."

Facing Mo Xin, Fengze's tone softened unconsciously, and Xie Mingyu glanced at him inadvertently, with a little surprise.

Zhao Ling gave a dry smile and replied, "It's okay. I just have to go and visit Master for a while. I have been traveling abroad in recent years. I haven't seen Master for a long time."

She couldn't say that these days, she had been discussing life philosophy and career planning with a certain beautiful man in the Jiang Mansion every day, and she could only find an excuse.

"Brother Mo's ability in autopsy is so brilliant, it's really admirable." Fengze sighed sincerely.

The Penalty Department of the dignified Dasheng Dynasty did not have a handy work, and it would be embarrassing to say it. From Fengze's point of view, anyone with a skill was worthy of respect. It was a pity that the post had never been taken seriously, resulting in very few outstanding talents. It was really rare for a person like Mo Xin with such a temperament to be willing to learn autopsy techniques and have such attainments.

After Zhao Ling talked with Xie Mingyu during this period, he also had a preliminary idea in his heart.

In fact, Xie Mingyu had a third thing to do in Beijing this time, and that was to open the Shengjing branch of Bishan Academy here. According to Xie Mingyu's idea, although Bishan Academy had a long history and a great reputation, it lacked innovation and was somewhat self-proclaimed. Therefore, he wants to open a branch in Shengjing according to his own ideas, and do something in terms of enrollment, disciplines, and education methods. change. Before coming to the capital, he had a long talk with his father, Jushi Song Yue, and fully consulted his grandfather, Mr. Rong. After getting the consent of the two elders, he took this opportunity to come to the capital for an on-site inspection.

Zhao Ling thought, given that Da Sheng's job as a post was unhappy, maybe she could use this opportunity to open a course in forensic medicine or anatomy at Bishan College, and arouse the world's attention to this profession. Of course, this was just an unformed idea in Zhao Ling's heart. She knew that there would be a long way to go if this plan was to be implemented.

The three of them were chatting and drinking tea when they suddenly heard a few screams from under the window. What happened? The three of them looked at each other, got up and leaned against the window to have a look of what really happened!

They saw the champion man Li Wenzheng who was proud of the spring breeze of the horse, just now lying under the horse covered in blood. Cheng Siqian and Yang Han stayed there, looking at Li Wenzheng in a pool of blood with horror. One was wearing a green cloth shirt. The ordinary-looking young man stood aside with a blood-stained dagger in his hand, surrounded by the imperial forest regiment who reacted immediately.

Fengze was shocked, and jumped down from the window.

It was convenient to be able to work lightly! Zhao Ling sighed secretly, and immediately flew downstairs with Xie Mingyu.

Upon arriving at the scene, the man in Tsing Yi had been restrained by Fengze and was escorted by two soldiers from the Imperial Forest Army. He didn't struggle, just staring at Li Wenzheng on the ground.

Zhao Ling approached Li Wenzheng who was lying in a pool of blood, knelt down to check his injuries, frowning slightly. He was injured in the waist and abdomen, his spleen was ruptured, and he was dead. She shook her head to Xie Mingyu and said, "Dead."

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi suddenly laughed. Zhao Ling's intuition was different. He looked up and saw his abnormal expression. With a thought, he hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up and grab him!"

It's a pity that it was too late. As soon as he gritted his teeth, his body slowly slumped to the ground, and he lost consciousness after a while.

Zhao Ling stepped forward to check the man's condition, and asked Fengze to watch the scene, paying attention to whether there were any suspicious people at the scene.

The man in Tsing Yi was dead. There were no obvious wounds on his body. Everything on the surface of the body was normal, and it seemed to resemble the death of fake Du Yu.

While she was concentrating on the inspection, Lu Ziqing hurried to the office with the criminal department clerk when she received the report. When Lu Ziqing learned about the situation at the scene, his face instantly turned black. The fake Du Yu case was there and they hadn't got a clue, but now the newly-appointed champion of the emperor had also died, and this impact was even more serious.

Li Wenzheng was probably the most unlucky number one scholar in the history of the Dasheng Dynasty. He died in less than a day. It was a tragedy on earth.

Lu Ziqing felt even more depressed when she saw Mo Xin, who was looking at the murderer's body. Whether it was the fake Du Yu or the Mo Xin in front of him, he couldn't find out their true identities. For a moment, he felt that the Mo Xin that emerged out of nowhere was suspicious.

He sullenly said: "Take away the two corpses, and take away all the suspicious people here." After a pause, he pointed to Zhao Ling and said: "Also, take this person away. Take him with them."

Who? Zhao Ling looked at Lu Ziqing in disbelief. Is Lu Ziqing taking me down now? Is his brain okay?

"May I ask why Master Lu he's arresting me?" Zhao Ling asked calmly.

Lu Ziqing said slowly: "The officer said, take down all the suspicious people. I thinks you are unidentified and suspicious."

Zhao Ling was helpless. If she had known this, she should first discuss with Xie Mingyu, and get a fake identity for Xie Mingyu to help confirm it. If she wanted to come to Master Mingyu's reputation, no one would question it. But now she still had a chance to confront Xie Mingyu's caliber?

"Master Lu, you have no basis, how can you take people away at will?" Xie Mingyu stopped. Only he knew Mo Xin's true identity. If Mo'er were taken away by Lu Ziqing, the consequences would be disastrous due to her identity.

Feng Ze also stared at Lu Ziqing disapprovingly, guarding in front of Zhao Ling, obviously trying to face Lu Ziqing.

Lu Ziqing was used to being strong, and he never take back the orders easily. He ignored the two people's stopping him, and continued to solemnly command to the yaman on the side. "What are you all waiting for? Why don't you take him?"

Just as Yacha stepped forward to take down Zhao Ling, and Fengze and Xie Mingyu were about to turn towards him, a low and dull male voice came: "This king's man, who dares to take him!"