high official

Chapter 564 Confession
"What about the relics left by Niu Manshan?" Wang Xian glanced at Zhu Jiu.

"It was recovered during the autopsy." Zhu Jiudao: "There is nothing of value, but there are signs of being tampered with. I asked them and they said that after the incident, the commander of the Imperial Tomb Guard, Zhang Jin, took over."

"Go and see him." After Wang Xian finished speaking, he left the torture room with Zhang Fu. Zhang Jin was a high-ranking official who brought him here in the name of assisting in the investigation, so he was only placed under house arrest in a single room and did not go to the torture room. Sentence, did not wear torture tools.

However, Zhang Jin's condition was not much better. When Wang Xian and Zhang Fu came in, he was sitting on a chair in a daze, staring at the candlestick in a daze.Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhang Jin slowly turned his head. The next moment, his expression returned to normal, and he stood up and said, "Grandpa, Lord Wang..."

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Fu Da Dao Jin Ma sat down opposite him, and said in a deep voice, "Are you worried that half of your life will end here, and you will be so tired that your children and grandchildren will be bornless?"

Ying Gong is the number one military general in the world, so he naturally knows what these military generals are most worried about... It is definitely not death, but the sehun who lost his father's life in exchange for it!Shixun is the kindness that the Emperor of Ming gave to his courtiers.With this honor, as long as the Ming Dynasty survives, their descendants will be military officials of the country from generation to generation, with endless glory and wealth.If the golden rice bowl that can be passed on to their descendants falls into their hands, not only will they be ashamed to see their fathers and grandparents under Jiuquan, but they will also be scolded by future generations. Life is really worse than death!
"Grandpa, Grandpa..." If someone said this to him, Zhang Jin would naturally dismiss it, and even fly into a rage.But the one who said this was Zhang Fu, the most trusted British Duke by the Holy Majesty today!One word from someone can make the emperor take away his Shixun!Zhang Jin was sweating profusely and said, "You, you're joking..."

"I'm not joking," Zhang Fu said coldly, "Why did you block the news after Niu Manshan's death? Also, why did you move Niu Manshan's relics? Could it be that your majestic mausoleum guard commander is also greedy for his little fortune? Can't make it?!"

"My lord is wronged, let me listen to the villain's explanation." Zhang Jin said in a hurry: "After the ginkgo tree in front of the Xiaoling Palace died, the emperor issued an order to strictly seal the news and not let it out. Eunuch Niu, as the deputy manager of Guanhuashu, once the news of committing suicide in fear of crime spreads at this juncture, there will definitely be different opinions. He also thought that the imperial court would send Hanwang to investigate soon, so he decided not to report it, and wait until Hanwang arrives... ... As for moving Niu Manshan's relics, the general is also eager to solve the case, and wants to see if he has left any last words... If there is something wrong with the handling of the general, the general is willing to be punished, but if the general intends to do something wrong, then he will be punished. It's too unfair!"

"Contradictory!" Zhang Fu smiled and said, "If you want to solve the case as soon as possible, why would you delay reporting the news of Niu Manshan's death? Besides, are you a judicial officer? Do you have the emperor's order? Such a serious case, you Dare to move without authorization?!"

"It's the last general's thoughts that went wrong..." Zhang Jin said again and again: "The last general only thinks that he is obsessed with ghosts and commits suicide in fear of crime."

"I think you are the one who is obsessed!" Zhang Fu slapped the table and shouted in a deep voice, "I ask you, what did you take from Niu Manshan?!"

"No, I didn't take anything..." Zhang Jin denied it.

"Don't think that I'm begging you to say something! I'm giving you a chance, and you have to let it go!" Zhang Fu patted the table and said, "Think about it with your stupid brain!" , if you still refuse to tell the truth, can His Royal Highness let you go?!"

"King of Han..." Zhang Jin couldn't help shivering when he thought of the living King of Hades, "Why would the King of Han blame me?"

"Could it be that the King of Han still appreciates you?" Wang Xian speculated from the sidelines.

"Hanwang won't blame me, won't blame me..." Zhang Jin couldn't help thinking while wiping his sweat, but he was obviously terrified in his heart.

"If you don't tell the truth, if you don't use the King of Han, I will take away your family's Shixun!" Zhang Fu said coldly.

Zhang Jin said pitifully: "The last general really doesn't know what to say!"

"Okay, let me remind you." Now it was Wang Xian's turn to say: "February [-], you go home on holiday, is there any visitor?"

Hearing the words, Zhang Jin felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and said in a daze, "What...a guest?"

"You really don't know how to write the word dead!" Wang Xian said gloomyly: "This is Beizhen Fusi! Do you think the imperial court's one hundred thousand spies in brocade clothes are just for nothing?"

"Your father and I were both in robes when we were in Jingnan. For the sake of this kind of incense, I will give you a chance to confess." Zhang Fu said with a sad expression: "Since you don't see If the coffin does not shed tears, then I can only do business, Zhong De, I leave it to you."

After finishing speaking, the British prince turned around slowly, making a gesture to leave.At this moment, I saw that Zhang Jin's knees softened, he knelt down and hugged his thigh and cried, "Grandfather, please forgive me, please forgive me, please, I say..."

Under the posturing of Wang Xian and Zhang Fu, Zhang Jin finally collapsed... The general guarding the imperial tomb obviously didn't know that the imperial court's spies in brocade clothes were indeed pervasive, but they didn't understand the news they heard. Tell Wang Xian.Although Beizhen Fusi is also building his own intelligence system, officials of his level who want to monitor him are far from capable.

But at least for the time being, Zhang is on his way.In exchange for the "leniency" promised by Zhang Fu, he had no choice but to tell the truth: "The last general has been the commander of the Imperial Tomb Guard for eight years. During the eight years, he guarded the imperial tomb all day and all night. , I can only go back to the city once a month, and although I am close to the capital, I feel like someone who has been exiled. I was terrified, afraid that I would spend my whole life in the imperial mausoleum, so I tried every means to get away."

Zhang Fu sat down again and listened to Zhang Jin's confession. Wang Xian stood behind Duke Ying, nodded inconspicuously in the corner, and then listened to Zhang Jin continue:
"But it's not so easy to transfer away. First of all, the requirements for being the commander of the Imperial Tomb Guard are very strict. You have to have a clean background and be trusted by the emperor. But who is willing to come to see the imperial tomb for such a popular person?" Zhang Jin said with a look on his face. Bitterly said: "I've been running around like this for two years. It's better to spend money, but there is no news at all. I have given up hope. Who knows that on the [-]th of last month, I will rest at home at the end of the day. I ask you to help me with this matter." The brother who was involved in the matter came to the door and said that there is a noble person who is willing to help me, but I have to do him a small favor first."

"What is your brother's name?" Zhang Fu asked in a deep voice.

"Yes..." Zhang Jin whispered, "It's the third son of Chengshanhou's family."

"Wang Pu..." Zhang Fu was naturally familiar with these Shixun's children, and couldn't help frowning: "He doesn't have any errands yet, you ask him to do something?"

"I'm also obsessed with ghosts," Zhang Jin said dejectedly, "I thought he had a good relationship with King Zhao, so I wanted to take this route."

"King Zhao?" Zhang Fu said with a serious look on his face, "You can think about it before you talk about it!"

"It's true that the last general wanted to leave King Zhao at first," Zhang Jin said hastily, "But Wang Pu didn't say who it was, but I thought it was King Zhao...Wang Pu told me, there's no need. What I do, just let me keep an eye on it. In case something happens to the Jingu Supervisor, I must rush there immediately, and if there is anything intrusive, I will wipe it out. As long as I can do it At this point, I will be transferred to the twelve guards!"

"You agreed?"

"At the time, the general thought that I was not asked to kill people and set fires, but to do it casually while performing official duties. There should be no danger." Zhang Jin lowered his head and said, "I agreed in a moment of brainstorming..."

"It's really..." Zhang Fu stretched out his finger and nodded Zhang Jin, and said angrily, "I don't think you are obsessed with ghosts, but you are obsessed with officials!"

"Grandpa..." Zhang Jin burst into tears, "The last general has been in Huanglingwei for eight full years, just like sitting in prison for eight years, and if there is no accident, there will be another eight years, two eight years , Three, eight years! I don’t want to guard the tomb for the rest of my life!”

"Then you can taste what it's really like to be in prison, and see if it's the same as you in Huanglingwei." Zhang Fu stood up and said coldly.

"Grandpa, you said you wanted to save me..." Zhang Jin hurriedly stepped forward, crying, "Grandpa, for the sake of family friends, please let me go!"

"You must be punished for committing a crime." Zhang Fu looked at him expressionlessly, and finally sighed: "But the honor passed down by your father, I will try to preserve it."

"Thank you, Grandpa, thank you, Grandpa!" Zhang Jin made up his mind and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"But don't have too much hope." Zhang Fu poured cold water on him again: "Even if this honor is saved, it will never be passed on to your son. It is a blessing to be able to give it to your brother."

"..." Zhang Jin sat on the ground slumped after hearing the words.

At this time, a clerk came out from the corner. On the tray in his hand was Zhang Jin’s confession just now, and there was ink pad next to it. Zhang Jin mechanically dipped the ink pad and pressed down on the confession...

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On the third watch, the interrogation finally came to an end. The signing room was still brightly lit. Wang Xian and Zhang Fu were drinking strong tea and sorting out today's interrogation files... Today is the day to report the case to the emperor. In two hours, England The Duke was about to face the saint, and the two had no choice but to drive all night.

Zhang Fu is naturally an amateur in dealing with these things. Fortunately, Wang Xian is a veteran of copywriting, so he handles everything by himself without Zhang Fu's help.He urged Zhang Fu to go to bed several times, but tomorrow was obviously the British public face saint, so Zhang Fu was too embarrassed to leave it to Wang Xian and insisted on staying with him.

"Zhongde," the British official said in order to prevent sleepiness, "you said to hand it in tomorrow, what will the emperor's reaction be?"

"The emperor should be both angry and relieved." During this time, Zhang Fu has been honest with Wang Xian, and Wang Xian also replied frankly without knowing it: "What is angry is that someone dares to break ground on Taisui! But The death of the ginkgo tree was not God's will but man-made, and it will also let the emperor breathe a sigh of relief."

"Well, I think so too." Zhang Fu asked again: "You said that eunuch Chen has probably been silenced. But Wang Pu is the son of the Marquis, so he should still be alive, right?"

"I hope so." Wang Xian said calmly while brushing his pen, "Tomorrow, my father-in-law can ask the emperor for an order and ask the important people of Chengshanhou, maybe he can get it out."

"Actually, it's not necessarily good to come out." Zhang Fu smiled wryly, "Why do I get more and more frightened as I deal with this case?"

(End of this chapter)