Happy Marriage

"What?" Leng Nanxian asked with raised eyebrows.

"The topic is quite heavy. It is nothing more than to let me take care of my mother and my family. I interrupt each time impatiently."

An Sheng also frowned slightly: "Could it be that Ling Zun has long realized that someone harmed him, so he will explain the future to you in advance?"

Zhou Jizu was startled: "My father encountered difficulties?"

"Has Ling Zun mentioned other things to you, such as grievances with others, or whose name is often mentioned?" Leng Nanxian asked suspiciously.

Zhou Jizu shook his head: "His court affairs have always been kept silent when he returned home, and he rarely mentioned it. Especially in this imperial examination, he never revealed a word. When he returned home, he sat behind closed doors in the study."

Leng Nanxian slowly looked around the study room: "Can we check this study room?"

At this time, Zhou Jizu was also very grateful to Leng Nanxian: "Of course it is possible, Leng Shenyi will ask."

Leng Nanxian and the others were not polite, and together with the yamen yamen, they searched carefully in the study together, especially the letterheads and notes, etc., they were more cautious.

Got nothing.

Even the collection of books on the bookshelf, the yamen turned over one by one, turned them over again, and impatiently piled them aside.

An Sheng also picked up two books to read, and saw that Zhou Shanli was also knowledgeable. He not only read through many books, but also carefully annotated them.

Accidentally, a few books fell to the ground.

She leaned over to pick it up, her eyes suddenly lit up, she took out three silver notes from the book and handed them to Zhou Jizu: "There are three silver notes here."

Zhou Jizu took it in his hand, opened it, and was immediately stunned: "So much! My father's official position is not high, and there is little water in the soup, where did he get so much money?"

Leng Nanxian glanced at it: "Five thousand taels."

Five thousand taels was not a lot to him, but it was really not a small amount for a family like the Zhou family.

"What is this?"

Zhou Jizu took out a note from the middle of the bank note, opened it suspiciously, and saw that more than ten personal names were written neatly on it.

Leng Nanxian took it in his hand, and then glanced at An Sheng suspiciously: "There is actually Meng Jinglun's name."

An Sheng and Guan Hetian immediately came over when they heard the words: "Is there Brother Meng's name?"

Sure enough, the first one on this list wrote the names of five people with a red pen, the next one wrote the names of four people with ink, and the three characters Meng Jinglun was the first one.

"What does this mean?" Everyone wondered.

Leng Nanxian compared the note with the letterhead or handwriting in the study, and then verified Zhou Jizu, confirming that it was not the handwriting of the deceased.

He put the note on his nose and sniffed lightly, then turned over and over to check the paper he was using, his face was solemn.

A list is not surprising at first, but it is sandwiched between several silver notes of unknown origin and carefully hidden in the mezzanine of the book, which is thought-provoking.

"It's not far from Meng Mansion, I think I should call Brother Meng over to identify him?" An Sheng suggested.

Leng Nanxian hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Guan Hetian immediately went out and went straight to Meng's house, called Meng Jinglun over, and along the way, informed Meng Jinglun of the ins and outs of the matter.

The officers searched more carefully this time, but there was no valuable gain.

As soon as Meng Jinglun arrived, Leng Nanxian immediately handed him the note in his hand.

Meng Jinglun took it in his hand, just glanced at it, and then said firmly: "These should be the candidates who participated in the spring exam with me this year. I am familiar with a few of them. My father works in the DPRK, but I don't think so. Just outstanding."

"Student list? That's not surprising. The deceased was originally the examiner of this session, so he should be cherishing talents and cherishing talents, right?" Guan Hetian said.

Meng Jinglun frowned slightly, shook his head and said hesitantly, "Isn't it right? All those who were sentenced with this red pen were Jinshi and the first, and all the writings written with ink brushes were named Sun Shan?"

Leng Nanxian's heart moved, and he took the note in his hand: "How about the knowledge of how many people who failed the list?"

Meng Jinglun nodded without hesitation: "I usually meet friends with Wen, so I know that although two of them are not as talented as Zijian, they are all remarkable and have a splendid chest."

Leng Nanxian was silent for a while, frowned for a moment, and then sighed: "I'm afraid Leng Mou can't do anything about this case."

"Why?" Zhou Jizu's hopes were suddenly dashed, and he asked unwillingly.

Leng Nanxian smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that the involvement is not something that ordinary people like me can investigate. I will truthfully report to Lord Jingzhaoyin, and clear your injustice. But this is the real murderer, I can't continue to investigate. , I can only ask Lord Jingzhao Yin to bother, or ask Gao Ming."

"Can Doctor Leng speak bluntly?"

Leng Nanxian shook his head.

Zhou Jizu and others were all puzzled, and felt that what Leng Nanxian said was a bit inscrutable and unclear. But he kept it a secret and couldn't get to the bottom of it, just thanked him again and again.

The group returned to Jingzhaoyin Yamen, and there was no need to ascend to the hall. Leng Nanxian and Jingzhaoyin sat in the study, and they recounted the search of Zhoufu one by one, and then handed over the note to Yu Jing. Zhao Yin.

After listening to Leng Nanxian's remarks, Jing Zhaoyin was already keenly aware of something in his heart, he turned his back and asked Leng Nanxian in a low voice: "There is no one else here, it came out of your mouth and into my ears, Leng Shenyi, you Do you have any doubts?"

Leng Nanxian only smiled slightly: "It's not uncommon for people to die for wealth, birds to die for food, and killing people to kill their mouths."

Jing Zhaoyin looked at the name of the note in his hand: "Doctor Leng is also suspecting that Zhou Shanli, the transcription officer, is suspected of cheating and embezzling money for personal gain?"

"Five thousand taels is a bit less for favoritism."

Jing Zhaoyin took a deep breath: "Is he under orders?"

Leng Nanxian said indifferently: "Leng is not in the officialdom, and he doesn't know how to do it, so he doesn't dare to speak falsely."

Jing Zhaoyin didn't think that the cold genius doctor in front of him was just a doctor.

"Then according to Leng Shenyi's intention, where should this officer start to investigate this case?"

Leng Nanxian stood up, and bowed his hands very humbly: "The drafters of this case are also helpless, I don't know what to do, so I can't share the worries of adults."

Jing Zhaoyin heard the shirk in his words, and he didn't force it, so he ordered Leng Nanxian to be sent out of the house.

Guan Hetian, Jia Liu and others were still waiting outside the mansion. When they saw Leng Nanxian coming out, Jia Liu immediately stepped forward and thanked Leng Nanxian a lot. He insisted on entertaining Leng Nanxian and An Sheng to express his gratitude .

Seeing that it was getting late, Leng Nanxian refused: "Manager Jia suffered this lawsuit in vain, presumably the family is worried, it is better to go back to the house to appease the family sooner. There is still opportunity.”

Jia Liu and Guan Hetian thanked him again, then went back to take care of the pharmacy, and reported to their family that they were safe.

An Sheng and Leng Nanxian got into the carriage, and An Sheng couldn't help but ask, "Master, will that Jing Zhaoyin investigate the case to the end?"

Leng Nanxian didn't have a clue in his heart, and shook his head: "A discerning person can actually see it at a glance, this fraud case is no trivial matter, and it is by no means that Zhou Shanli can do it all alone, he is just one of the pawns. Those who are the real planners.

This Jing Zhaoyin is an old fried dough stick, with great wisdom and stupidity, but he is just hiding in front of us. It is up to him to decide how things are decided. If he only wanted a peace of mind, he would naturally minimize the big and small matters of the case, forcibly suppress it, and let it go.

But wealth and wealth are at risk. If he still has ambitions and wants to use this case to show his face in front of the emperor and grab credit, he will definitely investigate and report to the sage. "

An Sheng snorted lightly: "I said earlier, how can someone with outstanding talent like Brother Meng not be able to go to high school? It turns out that there is really something tricky about it."

Leng Nanxian sighed: "In order to select talents fairly and justly, the imperial court already has a relatively strict and complete imperial examination system. However, there are policies above and countermeasures below, and there are still opportunities for some people to practice favoritism and fraud.

However, what puzzles me is that most of the frauds in the imperial examinations are bribing the examiners to be on the list. Why does Zhou Shanli still have the names of those who failed the list on the list, which is puzzling. "

"Perhaps this list was just copied after the list was published? We are just too sensitive because of Brother Meng's affairs."

Leng Nanxian nodded: "Anyway, no matter what the reason is, it is not convenient for us to intervene in this matter, otherwise it is very likely to lead to fatal accidents. This Zhou Shanli is a lesson from the past."

"These people are really black-hearted. It's been such a long time since the expedition has passed, and it can be described as calm. Why do they still kill people?" An Sheng said extremely indignantly.

"There must have been some changes that shocked these people, and that's why they thought of killing people." Leng Nanxian said firmly: "Or maybe Zhou Shanli was an honest person, and he felt uneasy after doing something wrong, and there were some flaws in the Ministry of Rites. "

The two of them naturally had a lot of suspicion and could not make a conclusion.

Six or seven days have passed, the weather has turned warm, the grass has grown and the warbler has been flying, the flowers have bloomed, and the spring has quietly penetrated everywhere.

Leng Nanxian reclaimed the medicine garden in the backyard. In addition to the herbs and vegetables from previous years, he wanted to plant another gardenia.

An Sheng likes the new and hates the old, and proposes to let Leng Nanxian plant some more butterflies incense, so that it can attract butterflies in a yard, just like the scene in Hou's mansion that day.

Leng Nanxian was slightly embarrassed.

In the end, An Sheng was still unable to screw it, and she let her dictate and plan the field.

Only then did Leng Nanxian realize that his authority in front of An Sheng seemed to be fading little by little. This little girl has become less and less concerned with her master, and has lost the slightest reverence.

But this feeling is not too bad, he is happy to accommodate.

Qianzhou went out shopping today, and Sister Feng was sitting at the door of the kitchen peeling beans.

Leng Nanxian and An Sheng pruned the gardenia seedlings and planted them one by one.

Leng Nanxian had a bad appetite these two days, so An Sheng simmered flower and fruit tea with hawthorn fruit on a tandoor. A sweet smell filled the medicine house, making the warm sun have a sweetness.

An Sheng is not very good at doing these jobs, and most of the time he is making trouble. Leng Nanxian rolled up his sleeves and tied the hem of his shirt to his waist. After a while, crystal beads of sweat appeared on his face and rolled down.

An Sheng sniffed: "The flower and fruit tea is ready, I'll bring it to Master to drink."

Leng Nanxian glanced at her, somewhat amused. She had already washed her hands aside and happily went to the front yard.

Someone knocked gently on the door, neither hurried nor slow, and it was not a thousand boats when he heard it.

An Sheng pushed the bolt and opened the courtyard door. Two strangers stood outside the door.

A burly and lean man, with bronze skin and bright eyes, dressed as a general, was raising his hand to knock on the door.

The other was in his thirties, dressed in brocade and splendid, with a golden crown on his head, and he was arrogantly extravagant.