Chapter 131
Eat your own melon?
Chapter 131 Eat your own melon?
That day, the entire capital was discussing this matter.
The common people don't know why, but they also know that the theft of sacrificial vessels is an extremely serious matter.
In contrast, many old fritters in the court smelled different.
When the third prince heard the news, his brows could not be opened for a long time.
There is no other reason, naturally it is because the preparations for this year's ancestor worship ceremony are being handled by the second prince.
Now, the New Year is approaching, but a sacrificial vessel has been lost.
That in itself isn't a big deal.
Because the sacrificial utensils are handed over to the Ministry of Industry, they can remake a set of [-] pieces in three days.
Therefore, for sacrificial vessels, its symbolic value is far greater than its actual value.
The third prince couldn't imagine that any thief whose head was caught by the door would risk his head falling to the ground to steal a useless sacrificial vessel.
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.
The keen political sense told the third prince.
The loss of the sacrificial vessel is likely to be a round.
And the one most likely to arrange is the second prince who single-handedly organized the ancestor worship ceremony.
But, what exactly is he trying to do with this game?Who do you want to trick?
The third prince couldn't figure it out.
Originally, the loss of the sacrificial vessel was already the second prince's dereliction of duty.
This matter could have been handled in a low-key manner, or the Ministry of Industry could directly ask the Ministry of Industry to build another batch.
Afterwards, at most, he would be scolded by his father for a few words, and then it passed.
But the Ministry of Rites is so high-profile, making the city full of wind and rain, and everyone knows it.
It is abnormal.
And there are many twists and turns in it, and many veterans in the officialdom in the capital can naturally understand the tricks in it at a glance.
It's just that the current situation is unclear, and all the old fritters are tightening their crony belts, unwilling to get dirty in this muddy water.
The game at the top of the court has brought disaster to the officials below.
All the officials under the Ministry of Punishment were busy with their affairs when the new year was approaching.
Now there is even the incident of the sacrificial vessel being stolen. Naturally, it doesn't feel good, and he runs around all day looking for clues.
Even, the second prince invited people from the academy to search for clues in the streets and alleys of the capital with the technique of fortune-telling and divination.
Accompanied by him was Sun Chuyang, a close friend of the Second Prince's faction, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, and Sun Chuyang who had been promoted from a cruel official all the way.
It can be seen that the second prince attaches great importance to this matter.
But even so, on the first day the sacrificial vessel was announced to be stolen, nothing was found.
until the next morning.
Mr. Academy, who has the skill of divination and fortune-telling, found a clue in the capital.
A team of dozens of people, headed by Sun Chuyang and Academy teacher Ma Yuan, led a team of cruel officials, walking around the streets.
"Sun Shilang, this direction is tricky!"
Ma Yuan walked to a street, holding a simple compass, and suddenly spoke.
Sun Chuyang was a muscular middle-aged man with stern features and a complexion like steel, standing there could stop a child from crying.
It seems to be a murderer with well-developed limbs.
But anyone who knows this person knows that Sun Chuyang's palace is extremely deep and scheming, otherwise it would be impossible for him to climb from a small official to the position of fourth-rank servant.
Compared with his burly appearance, Ma Yuan is just like a child.
"Mr. Ma, I'm sorry."
Sun Chuyang looked at the direction Ma Yuan was pointing at, with a strange look in his eyes, and called his subordinates, "Go!"
So, a group of people ran away in the wind and snow.
The people around were discussing a lot, and they all stared along the street.
They were also extremely curious in their hearts, which one was desperate and dared to steal the sacrificial vessel.
Sun Chuyang led his troops to the place Ma Yuan pointed out.
A group of people, all of them looked shocked and their scalps were numb!
I saw a majestic mansion standing in front of me, with gray bricks and black tiles, extremely solemn, with three characters written on the vermilion plaque - Xiuyi Mansion!
Ma Yuan was also stunned, turning the compass time and time again, but the divination spoon clearly pointed to Qingfeng Mansion on the left side of Xiuyi Mansion!
Qingfeng Mansion, that is the mansion of those embroidered clothes.
In other places, a group of people dared to rely on the second prince's order to force their way into it.
But only Xiuyi Mansion, no.
If the subordinates of the Ministry of Punishment are all cold-faced and cruel officials, the group of embroidered clothes envoys are real executioners who kill without batting an eyelid.
"Sun Shilang... this?" Ma Yuan looked at Sun Chuyang, a little embarrassed.
After all, he was only assisting the academy to track down the sacrificial vessel and found the place, so he had already completed the task.
Next, it depends on what happens to Sun Chuyang.
"Don't worry, Mr. Ma, I will make my own decision." Sun Chuyang comforted Ma Yuan, ordered his men to wait in place, and went to Xiuyi Mansion by himself.
Pantry.
The white and fat supervisor who had something to do with Wang Chunyun frowned deeply, and looked at Sun Chuyang in front of him with an unfriendly expression.
"Does Sun Shilang mean...the lost sacrificial vessel is in Qingfeng Mansion?"
"That's right, Mr. Ma from the Academy looked for Qi and found this result." Sun Chuyang said slowly.
Supervisor Gao's eyes sank: "Qingfeng Mansion is the place where Xiu Yi lives, so if the calculation is wrong, what should we do?"
Obviously, he did not believe that someone among the embroidered clothes envoys would steal the sacrificial vessel of Na Laoshizi.
Sun Chuyang took a deep breath, and said in a loud voice: "Supervisor Gao, if I make a mistake and ruin the reputation of embroidered clothes, I should personally report to His Majesty, so that I can apologize!"
Supervisor Gao's expression changed.
This Sun Chuyang has so much courage!
It was actually a promise that if Xiuyifu was wronged, he would resign directly.
But on the other hand, this incident just confirmed that he firmly believed in his heart that the sacrificial vessel was in Qingfeng Mansion!
Supervisor Gao's face sank like water, "Then Minister Sun, let's go, I will be with you."
After all, the two went out.
A group of people rushed into Qingfeng Mansion.
.
Luo Qiyuan.
Jiang Nan was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, making dumplings with Ke Er.
The little tree god dangled on the table, fell into the stuffing bowl several times, and was almost wrapped up by the little maid as dumpling stuffing.
"Ker, what's the matter with you these two days?"
Jiang Nan frowned slightly.
According to Keer's carefulness, this kind of thing should not have happened.
But for some reason, this girl has been a little out of her mind these two days.
Just when Ke'er was about to speak, there was a commotion outside.
A group of people stood in front of the gate of Luoqi Courtyard with different expressions.
Inspector Gao's face was as sinking as water, with a faint look of horror.
And Ma Yuan and all the cruel officials of the Ministry of Punishment have already been at war with each other!
Only Sun Chuyang, with an iron face.
And there is only one reason for all this.
That is, when Ma Yuan was using the compass to calculate, the direction the spoon was pointing to was exactly Luo Qiyuan!
This shows that the sacrificial vessel is in it!
"Sun Shilang, since you want to investigate this courtyard, if you wronged that person's reputation, it will not be settled by Xieguan."
Gao Jian's eyelids were slightly heavy, and there was already a hint of murder in his words. He didn't do martial arts, but under the embroidered clothes that had been exposed to killing for decades, there was also a sense of terror.
He naturally knew who lived in this Luoqi Courtyard.
As a senior executive of the Xiuyi Mansion, he knew far more about Jiangnan than the third prince.
Whether it was Hongzhou Town's killing of the third-rank gangsters, or Daxiuyi's emphasis on this Lord Jianghou.
It made Supervisor Gao feel his heart tremble!
Sun Chuyang glanced at him, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Then I don't need to bother Supervisor Gao."
After all, he pushed open the door.
Inside the door, Jiang Nan sat on a stone bench, frowning.
Supervisor Gao hurried over and explained the whole story to him in a low voice.
Jiang Nan's eyes narrowed.
He naturally knew about the stolen sacrificial vessel.
His thoughts were similar to those of the third prince, they all guessed that this was a game.
It's just that it's not clear who will be trapped in this round.
So I pay attention to this matter after dinner, and I have the right to eat melons.
Looking back suddenly, I found that the person in this game was actually me?
Good guy, did you eat melon and eat it on your head?
(End of this chapter)
That day, the entire capital was discussing this matter.
The common people don't know why, but they also know that the theft of sacrificial vessels is an extremely serious matter.
In contrast, many old fritters in the court smelled different.
When the third prince heard the news, his brows could not be opened for a long time.
There is no other reason, naturally it is because the preparations for this year's ancestor worship ceremony are being handled by the second prince.
Now, the New Year is approaching, but a sacrificial vessel has been lost.
That in itself isn't a big deal.
Because the sacrificial utensils are handed over to the Ministry of Industry, they can remake a set of [-] pieces in three days.
Therefore, for sacrificial vessels, its symbolic value is far greater than its actual value.
The third prince couldn't imagine that any thief whose head was caught by the door would risk his head falling to the ground to steal a useless sacrificial vessel.
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.
The keen political sense told the third prince.
The loss of the sacrificial vessel is likely to be a round.
And the one most likely to arrange is the second prince who single-handedly organized the ancestor worship ceremony.
But, what exactly is he trying to do with this game?Who do you want to trick?
The third prince couldn't figure it out.
Originally, the loss of the sacrificial vessel was already the second prince's dereliction of duty.
This matter could have been handled in a low-key manner, or the Ministry of Industry could directly ask the Ministry of Industry to build another batch.
Afterwards, at most, he would be scolded by his father for a few words, and then it passed.
But the Ministry of Rites is so high-profile, making the city full of wind and rain, and everyone knows it.
It is abnormal.
And there are many twists and turns in it, and many veterans in the officialdom in the capital can naturally understand the tricks in it at a glance.
It's just that the current situation is unclear, and all the old fritters are tightening their crony belts, unwilling to get dirty in this muddy water.
The game at the top of the court has brought disaster to the officials below.
All the officials under the Ministry of Punishment were busy with their affairs when the new year was approaching.
Now there is even the incident of the sacrificial vessel being stolen. Naturally, it doesn't feel good, and he runs around all day looking for clues.
Even, the second prince invited people from the academy to search for clues in the streets and alleys of the capital with the technique of fortune-telling and divination.
Accompanied by him was Sun Chuyang, a close friend of the Second Prince's faction, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, and Sun Chuyang who had been promoted from a cruel official all the way.
It can be seen that the second prince attaches great importance to this matter.
But even so, on the first day the sacrificial vessel was announced to be stolen, nothing was found.
until the next morning.
Mr. Academy, who has the skill of divination and fortune-telling, found a clue in the capital.
A team of dozens of people, headed by Sun Chuyang and Academy teacher Ma Yuan, led a team of cruel officials, walking around the streets.
"Sun Shilang, this direction is tricky!"
Ma Yuan walked to a street, holding a simple compass, and suddenly spoke.
Sun Chuyang was a muscular middle-aged man with stern features and a complexion like steel, standing there could stop a child from crying.
It seems to be a murderer with well-developed limbs.
But anyone who knows this person knows that Sun Chuyang's palace is extremely deep and scheming, otherwise it would be impossible for him to climb from a small official to the position of fourth-rank servant.
Compared with his burly appearance, Ma Yuan is just like a child.
"Mr. Ma, I'm sorry."
Sun Chuyang looked at the direction Ma Yuan was pointing at, with a strange look in his eyes, and called his subordinates, "Go!"
So, a group of people ran away in the wind and snow.
The people around were discussing a lot, and they all stared along the street.
They were also extremely curious in their hearts, which one was desperate and dared to steal the sacrificial vessel.
Sun Chuyang led his troops to the place Ma Yuan pointed out.
A group of people, all of them looked shocked and their scalps were numb!
I saw a majestic mansion standing in front of me, with gray bricks and black tiles, extremely solemn, with three characters written on the vermilion plaque - Xiuyi Mansion!
Ma Yuan was also stunned, turning the compass time and time again, but the divination spoon clearly pointed to Qingfeng Mansion on the left side of Xiuyi Mansion!
Qingfeng Mansion, that is the mansion of those embroidered clothes.
In other places, a group of people dared to rely on the second prince's order to force their way into it.
But only Xiuyi Mansion, no.
If the subordinates of the Ministry of Punishment are all cold-faced and cruel officials, the group of embroidered clothes envoys are real executioners who kill without batting an eyelid.
"Sun Shilang... this?" Ma Yuan looked at Sun Chuyang, a little embarrassed.
After all, he was only assisting the academy to track down the sacrificial vessel and found the place, so he had already completed the task.
Next, it depends on what happens to Sun Chuyang.
"Don't worry, Mr. Ma, I will make my own decision." Sun Chuyang comforted Ma Yuan, ordered his men to wait in place, and went to Xiuyi Mansion by himself.
Pantry.
The white and fat supervisor who had something to do with Wang Chunyun frowned deeply, and looked at Sun Chuyang in front of him with an unfriendly expression.
"Does Sun Shilang mean...the lost sacrificial vessel is in Qingfeng Mansion?"
"That's right, Mr. Ma from the Academy looked for Qi and found this result." Sun Chuyang said slowly.
Supervisor Gao's eyes sank: "Qingfeng Mansion is the place where Xiu Yi lives, so if the calculation is wrong, what should we do?"
Obviously, he did not believe that someone among the embroidered clothes envoys would steal the sacrificial vessel of Na Laoshizi.
Sun Chuyang took a deep breath, and said in a loud voice: "Supervisor Gao, if I make a mistake and ruin the reputation of embroidered clothes, I should personally report to His Majesty, so that I can apologize!"
Supervisor Gao's expression changed.
This Sun Chuyang has so much courage!
It was actually a promise that if Xiuyifu was wronged, he would resign directly.
But on the other hand, this incident just confirmed that he firmly believed in his heart that the sacrificial vessel was in Qingfeng Mansion!
Supervisor Gao's face sank like water, "Then Minister Sun, let's go, I will be with you."
After all, the two went out.
A group of people rushed into Qingfeng Mansion.
.
Luo Qiyuan.
Jiang Nan was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, making dumplings with Ke Er.
The little tree god dangled on the table, fell into the stuffing bowl several times, and was almost wrapped up by the little maid as dumpling stuffing.
"Ker, what's the matter with you these two days?"
Jiang Nan frowned slightly.
According to Keer's carefulness, this kind of thing should not have happened.
But for some reason, this girl has been a little out of her mind these two days.
Just when Ke'er was about to speak, there was a commotion outside.
A group of people stood in front of the gate of Luoqi Courtyard with different expressions.
Inspector Gao's face was as sinking as water, with a faint look of horror.
And Ma Yuan and all the cruel officials of the Ministry of Punishment have already been at war with each other!
Only Sun Chuyang, with an iron face.
And there is only one reason for all this.
That is, when Ma Yuan was using the compass to calculate, the direction the spoon was pointing to was exactly Luo Qiyuan!
This shows that the sacrificial vessel is in it!
"Sun Shilang, since you want to investigate this courtyard, if you wronged that person's reputation, it will not be settled by Xieguan."
Gao Jian's eyelids were slightly heavy, and there was already a hint of murder in his words. He didn't do martial arts, but under the embroidered clothes that had been exposed to killing for decades, there was also a sense of terror.
He naturally knew who lived in this Luoqi Courtyard.
As a senior executive of the Xiuyi Mansion, he knew far more about Jiangnan than the third prince.
Whether it was Hongzhou Town's killing of the third-rank gangsters, or Daxiuyi's emphasis on this Lord Jianghou.
It made Supervisor Gao feel his heart tremble!
Sun Chuyang glanced at him, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Then I don't need to bother Supervisor Gao."
After all, he pushed open the door.
Inside the door, Jiang Nan sat on a stone bench, frowning.
Supervisor Gao hurried over and explained the whole story to him in a low voice.
Jiang Nan's eyes narrowed.
He naturally knew about the stolen sacrificial vessel.
His thoughts were similar to those of the third prince, they all guessed that this was a game.
It's just that it's not clear who will be trapped in this round.
So I pay attention to this matter after dinner, and I have the right to eat melons.
Looking back suddenly, I found that the person in this game was actually me?
Good guy, did you eat melon and eat it on your head?
(End of this chapter)