General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 32

to be honest.

Ning Jue actually didn't want to bring Zhu Zaixun, the oily bottle, with him.

But now that the case of assassinating the prince has been revealed, it is unlikely that the person behind the scenes will come to assassinate him on the cusp of this crisis.

My only hope is the news from Lu Bing on this kid.

Rumors play things, and there is no rule that you can't hear from Jin Yiwei.

"Mr. Ning, where are we going?"

"Toon Tree Alley."

"Chunshuku Alley? What is that alley for?"

"Well... it is said to be a relatively sinful place."

"Ah?" Zhu Zaiyu opened his mouth, "Why did Mr. Ning go to a sinful place?"

"Of course, if you don't enter the tiger's lair, how can you catch a tiger's cub? There's a saying that says, corrupt officials are treacherous, and honest officials are more treacherous than corrupt officials."

Zhu Zaiyu nodded thoughtfully.

"Students are taught."

Just when Zhu Zaiyu was still thinking about the deep meaning of Ning Jue's words, three or four bare toon trees appeared in front of the two of them.

As soon as he got close to Chunshu Hutong, Zhu Zaishun heard the sound of "babbling" coming from the Hutong, and immediately understood what it was.

At the gates of many streets in the alley, there are two young men dressed in black trousers, with handsome faces like women's.

During the Hongwu Dynasty, in order to prevent officials and princes from indulging in pleasure, Lao Zhu once issued a strict edict that the prostitutes could only wear black gowns during performances. The specific system was very similar to the folk shrouds, which basically ensured that the princes and ministers kept their piety when watching the performances. , can also be regarded as the pioneer of pure mode.

Of course, after the funeral of the great ancestor, the ancestral precepts were selectively retained, and this kind of ancestral precepts that did not conform to the trend of the times were naturally regarded by the scholar-bureaucrats as the dross of the Taizu Dynasty.

Ning Jue led Zhu Zaiyu into Chunshu Alley with his head held high and his chest held high. He picked a random house and wanted to enter.

Unexpectedly, before he could enter the door, he saw the young lady directly blocking the two of them outside.

"Two guest officers, this post hasn't been shown to the younger one yet."

Ning Jue frowned, a bit of doubt could not help but appear on his face.

"Post? Can't you enter without a post?"

The young man still looked the same, smacking his tongue with a smile and said: "What are you talking about, of course you can enter if you don't have a post, as long as someone invites you."

Ning Jue casually pulled Zhu Zaiyu over.

"Look, do you know this one? The nephew of our Daming Jinyiwei Lu Dadu Dudu!"

Zhu Zaiyu, who was suddenly pulled by Ning Jue to the bright lantern, heard some unspeakable voices coming from the distant attic before he recovered his senses.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhu Zaiyu couldn't help but blushed, and his eyes couldn't help looking left and right.

"Mr. Ning, the students are still, not ready yet."

Before Ning Jue could speak, the young man's voice came out again.

"Officer, this is the first time for you two to come here. There is a rule of one line. We can't report the names of other people here. We can only report your own name. Let the younger ones go in and check."

Ning Jue didn't expect that the garden of the Ming Dynasty would pay so much attention to privacy.

Zhu Zaiyu and Ning Jue went to several houses in a row, but there was no one in the whole Chunshu Hutong for them to enter.

"No, why don't you people keep your money! I have money!"

"Guest officer, I'm really sorry, we all have our own rules, and the younger one is just a handyman. If you two can't help it, move to the curtain warehouse."

Ning Jue didn't notice that the young man named "Lu He" who was following behind her had a gloomy and frightening expression.

Just standing in this alley for most of the time.

Zhu Zaishun had already seen quite a few "familiar faces" crowding into Chunshu Hutong.

Although I don't know their specific names, Zhu Zaiyu can be sure that this group of people is definitely the real court officials of the Ming Dynasty!
But the difference with Ning Jue was that when they came to Chunshu Alley, the young lady at the door didn't even look at the post, and welcomed them in directly.

"What kind of courtiers did my Ming Dynasty raise!"

Standing not far behind Ning Jue, Zhu Zaiyu muttered something in a low voice.

But Ning Jue didn't hear this sentence, but was still immersed in the grief of not being able to see his way.

"Oh, I shouldn't have gone out today! I should have known."

Ning Jue sighed and glanced at "Lu He".

"Brother Lu, I'm afraid we won't be able to criticize the crimes in Chunshu Hutong tonight. Look...?"

Ning Jue was about to issue a eviction order and parted ways with Zhu Zaiyu in the same place and went back to their respective homes.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zaishun shook his head, pointed to the toon tree not far away where two people could hug each other and said, "Mr. Ning, I invite you to eat pancake fruit, let's chat under the tree here."

Just as Ning Jue was about to refuse, she heard Zhu Zaiyi sigh in a deep tone.

"Your case made my uncle very worried. The investigation of this case is almost impossible, and the whole family can't let go of it."

Ning Jue's eyes lit up when he was going to push people directly, and the words that were on his lips instantly became two words.

"Tell me...ah, let me talk about it."

Zhu Zaishun shook his head, got up and walked towards the pancake stand beside him.

"Shopkeeper, here are two pancakes, Mr. Ning, let's chat while eating."

Zhu Zaiyu casually threw the copper coins to the stall owner, but kept his eyes fixed on the entrance of Chunshu Hutong.

Regardless of whether he recognizes him or not, Zhu Zaiyu just wants to write down the faces first.

In less than half a stick of incense, Ning Jue and Zhu Zaiyu sat under the toon tree with a pancake each, and ate the pancake in the cold winter wind.

"Brother Lu, what's going on with your uncle?"

"Oh, don't mention it, didn't you take the assassin next to the prince?"

Ning Jue glanced at Zhu Zaiyu suspiciously.

"The assassin was silenced?"

"That's not the case. My uncle has already prepared, and they have no chance to do it."

Hearing this, Ning Jue secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

If he doesn't die and someone else dies, although it's not a good thing, Ning Jue always feels uncomfortable.

"Then it's over, let's continue the interrogation, don't you speak?"

Ning Jue took a bite of the steaming pancake.

Zhu Zaishun's tone gradually became low, and he whispered: "He recruited."

"And all recruited!"

"Is that bad?"

"It was ordered by the Marquis of Anping. That is the uncle of the court! This matter is being investigated, and even the emperor's family affairs will be brought out. There are rumors that the death of the emperor is suspected. Should this case be investigated or not?"

Zhu Zaiyu's voice fell.

Ning Jue couldn't help but froze in place.

After a long time, Ning Jue looked at "Lu He" beside him and spit out four words leisurely from his mouth.

"Murder with a knife?"

"It's Marquis Anping, he didn't kill... people with a knife." Just as Zhu Zaishun finished speaking halfway, the pancake fruit in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

　I saw people in the circle of book friends asking, the author is indeed not a newcomer, but he didn’t read and write before, so it might be a little troublesome, let’s expose it when I and the big guys from the starting point are thick-skinned, this is This is the first time I come to the starting point to preach, and the pace of the previous books is much faster, so it may not be suitable for readers here.

　　
　
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