Chương 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!"

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Chương 13: King Xuan's Support

"The king's person, who dares!"

With a low, majestic voice, the words were clearly heard in everyone's ears. Following the prestige, an expressionless teenager came into view, slowly pushing a wheelchair.

In the wheelchair sat a young man, wearing a black brocade robe, black hair tied around him, casually draped behind him. He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a thin face.

Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, his back was straight, which didn't affect him. The heroic posture was glaring for everyone to see. His cold gaze fell directly on Lu Ziqing, and he was obviously raising his head slightly, but it was a condescending aura.

Zhao Ling was stunned for a moment. This cold and lonely man caught her eyes like that, as if everything around her no longer existed, only his black-clothed and black-haired figure was left in her eyes. Her heart suddenly missed a beat.

Who was this? Did he know her? She immediately denied that she was Mo Xin now, a character she had made up. But how could she know such a character who could claim to be "the king"?

Wait a minute, the prince in a wheelchair? Could it be...

Immediately, Lu Ziqing's words confirmed her guess. It was rare for Lu Ziqing to lower his posture, and said to the man in the wheelchair: "I have seen King Xuan."

The palace of Xuan Dynasty defended the province and the country, fought against foreign enemies, and the world admired how many soldiers died on the battlefield. Although Lu Ziqing regarded himself highly, he still respected the palace of Xuan.

Meng Yuan said with a light expression: "The Ministry of Punishment seems to be getting worse and worse, and it will only catch some irrelevant people for the worst."

Lu Ziqing's face was pale when he heard this, but he couldn't have any seizures. Only he himself knew that the current Criminal Department was indeed as the King Xuan said. It was very inefficient and there were few people who could use it. That was why his father would put himself in the Criminal Department because it would be easier to make achievements in such a place.

However, as a servant of the Criminal Ministry, he was ridiculed in the public in this way, and no one would feel comfortable, let alone a strong person like Lu Ziqing. His face was uncertain, and after a while of silence, he said: "This case is not trivial. The officer just doesn't want to let anyone suspicious. It's just that the prince said that Mo Xin is yours. What does this mean?"

"This king said yes, or do you want me to explain it to you?" Meng Yuan's tone remained cold and unchanging.

Lu Ziqing was perplexed for a while and didn't know how to answer the question, but Zhao Ling probably guessed that King Xuan was here to help her.

Although Zhao Ling couldn't understand the reason for this, but with such a great opportunity, she would be a fool if she didn't seize the opportunity. If Lu Ziqing was to take her to the Criminal Ministry, should she tell him her true identity? The consequences would be disastrous.

So she immediately walked to Meng Yuan and bowed respectfully to him and said, "Thank you, Lord, for breaking the siege, otherwise I will be like General Feng and eat the prison food for a few days."

Feng Ze coldly snorted to Lu Ziqing whose facial expression was quite ugly. But he still insisted on asking Zhao Ling: "Mo Xin, since you are from the Xuan Palace, why did you hide your identity in the first place and pretend to be a senior Qin Yuzuo?"

This Lu Ziqing was really persistent. Zhao Ling said helplessly: "Master Lu, don't you think that my pretending identity is beneficial to the Criminal Ministry? Could it be that Lord Lu thinks that the Criminal Ministry even has a job opening? Isn't it a shame to not be able to get it?"

Qin Lin's apprentice could also be said to be part of the Penalty Department. If it was known to outsiders, the Tangtang Penalty Department could't even get a piece of work done. Wouldn't it be even more condemning to ask outsiders for help? Therefore, hearing what Zhao Ling said, Lu Ziqing could not think of a reason to refute.

Zhao Ling also accepted as soon as he saw it, and said to Lu Ziqing, "I have to conceal my identity, Master Lu. Mo Xin hereby apologizes to you all. Don't worry, I will confess everything to you later. But for now, let's take a look at this case."

Lu Ziqing knew that Zhao Ling was right. Due to the fact that Fengze was detained some time ago, Chu Ping Chuan was extremely dissatisfied with the Ministry of Criminal Affairs.

A paper booklet was written to Emperor Ming, and Dong Runnian was impeached, the official document of the Criminal Ministry. Emperor Ming severely scolded Dong Runnian in the morning and restricted him to solve the case within half a month, otherwise he would be punished severely.

Dong Runnian, who had always shown people his image of a smiling fox, had not been able to laugh recently. It was really stressful for him. Now that the number one champion was murdered in the street again, Lu Ziqing couldn't imagine how Emperor Ming and Dong Runnian would react.

So Lu Ziqing quickly ordered the corpses of Li Wenzheng and the murderer to be taken away, and some people on the scene he thought were suspicious. Then he asked her to report the matter level by level. The impact of this matter was so great that he couldn't call the shots by himself alone.

When he returned to the Xing Department, he brought Zhao Ling with him. Of course, he had released her. However, he still trusted Mo Xin's professional skills. And now, he urgently needed this kind of expertise.

However, since King Xuan said that Mo Xin was his own, he would naturally ask King Xuan to ask Mo Xin to do things. So Lu Ziqing respectfully made a request to King Xuan.

Meng Yuan didn't look at him, but directly looked at Zhao Ling, and said calmly: "Mo Xin decides everything, and this king does not interfere."

Hearing this, Zhao Ling raised his eyes unexpectedly and glanced at Meng Yuan. Since Meng Yuan's appearance, she had not dared to look directly at him due to her guilty conscience. Did he know that he was the eldest lady of the Jiang, the one who emperor Ming bestowed him in a marriage? Why did he help her? But when she met Meng Yuan's gaze, she felt that she was thinking too much. His eyes were as cold as before. It was as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Ling shook his head and decided to ignore this problem. No one could stop what she wants to do. Anyway, she had already been divorced from the marriage once, and she was not afraid of the second divorce from the Xuan Palace.

The murder happened under her nose. As a professional judicial officer, she would never stand idly by. So after saying goodbye to Xie Mingyu and Fengze, she went to the Criminal Ministry with Lu Ziqing. Just now, she had conducted a preliminary survey of the scene, and also conducted a preliminary inspection of the two deceased. All that was left was to further inspect the corpses to verify her own guesses.

On the way to the Criminal Ministry, she looked at a small piece of paper in her hand and smiled slightly. The note was stuffed by the guard with a paralyzed face next to Meng Yuan, and it said Mo Xin's origin. Such a background was really suitable for her. Wang Xuan's arrangement was really meticulous, and Zhao Ling admired it secretly.