Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 241: Beijing Storm
Less than half a month after Emperor Hongbao announced his illness, a major event occurred in the capital. Chief Censor Pan Jingnan was assassinated at home, and none of his family of 37 survived overnight.

This incident shocked the capital, and for a moment the entire government was in an uproar, because there has always been a tacit understanding in the struggle between the government and the opposition, that is, if one means can be used, but if the means of destroying one's family lineage fail, and one loses the political struggle and is eliminated, that is called being inferior in skills, but if one lies at home and is murdered by others, what is that called?
Once this loophole is opened, the entire officialdom will be bloody in the future. Who doesn't have old and young people in their family? Who doesn't have relatives? If they do this, then what's the point of having a court? Let's all just play Assassin's Creed.

So when this incident happened, it became the focus of everyone, and people from all camps were guessing who did it.

But obviously no one would admit this, because once they admitted it, it would be tantamount to sending their entire clan to a path of no return.

The two people who were most angry about this were naturally Gao Shilian and Zeng Ming. Zeng Ming was angry that someone actually dared to destroy the door of his subordinate, the Chief Censor. This was no longer an ordinary court official. He was the second in command of the Censorate, and the deputy chief prosecutor of the Supreme People's Procuratorate of Wei. If this person had been killed by someone, who would dare to enforce the law in the future?
Gao Shilian was angry because he didn't know who was so bold. He obviously didn't do it, but the death of the Chief Censor was exactly the best outcome for him. Those who benefit tend to be suspicious, and everyone understands this.

But the problem is that he really didn't do this. Gao Shilian is not a good person, that is for sure, but his behavior must also be constrained within the rules. Once someone breaks the rules, things will become bad, and he himself may even be in great danger.

Pan Jingnan's death has caused the entire court to be paranoid and see enemies everywhere. The key is that the temporary regent Prince Lin'an has obviously never experienced such a situation and is still in a state of confusion.

The person has been dead for two days, and there has been no assignment for the follow-up investigation yet. The person is in a state of confusion.

Even his aide, Zhuge Liang, could only shake his head silently. He was obviously the best prince of the current emperor and seemed to be very intelligent at ordinary times, but when something really happened, he immediately lost his mind and made no decisions.

Can such a person really achieve great things?
The situation in the court is now urgent, but His Majesty has gone out to play again, so this matter really cannot be delayed at all.

Facing the helpless young master all day long, the old man known as Little Zhuge Liang began to feel helpless and wanted to retreat.

But after thinking about it carefully, he still felt that there should be someone to help His Highness bear the pressure from all corners. After careful consideration, there was only one person left in his mind.

Xia Lin.

Five years have passed in a flash. The rough young man back then has now been polished. No matter it is providing relief to the locust plague and accommodating refugees or guarding Luoyang and Ping Yanmen, each and every one of them has demonstrated this boy's ability. Not to mention how much wisdom he has put in, just the mentality of not changing his expression even when facing a disaster is not something that ordinary people can compare to.

Sai Zhuge believed that Xia Lin would be the prime minister of Wei in the future. He probably accounted for eight buckets of talent in the world, Dantu Ye Liangchen accounted for three buckets, and the little prince owed one bucket.

But now Xia Lin is far away and unable to decisively deal with the problem at hand, and His Highness seems to be at a loss, so the situation is really troublesome.

At this moment, a palace servant outside came to report to His Highness that someone wanted to see him. The prince next to him had a splitting headache because he had not slept all night. When he heard someone wanted to see him, he became a little impatient and was about to wave his hand to say no.

At this moment, Mr. Zhu stopped the young prince and said, "Your Highness, the person who comes to see you at this moment may be someone who has a solution."

After hearing his words, the young prince finally cheered up and ordered someone to bring the person who wanted to see him. The person was none other than Xia Lin's lovely little son Ye Liangchen.

He walked into the room and bowed. Seeing that it was him, the young prince didn't say anything polite: "Find a place to sit. I have a splitting headache and don't want to talk."

Ye Liangchen pulled a stool over and sat down. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Your Highness, I have a plan to alleviate the current crisis."

"Speak! Don't make the mistake of a scholar like you, just speak directly."

"Yes." Ye Liangchen calmed himself down and took a deep breath: "Now the court is suspicious of each other and is hostile to each other. Instead of sitting and waiting, it is better to..."

"Speak!" The little prince frowned, "Don't keep me in suspense."

"It's better to find some clues and scapegoats. As the saying goes, truth or falsehood, right or wrong, is irrelevant. As long as the world can give an explanation, it will be perfect. I heard that the Chief Censor Pan was investigating the rebellion of the King of Lingnan. Now he was killed. If nothing unexpected happened, there must be someone in the court who colluded with the King of Lingnan. Now the King of Lingnan has been executed and there is no evidence. But there is no wall that is impenetrable, let alone participating in a rebellion, so someone will definitely resort to this desperate measure."

Hearing this, the young prince sat up straight: "Go on."

"Have the Jingzhao Yin and the Dali Temple pick up a few death row prisoners and say they are murderers. Then hang them in prison and say they committed suicide out of fear of punishment. Although they have not confessed, some items from Lingnan were found in their rented residences. Then Your Highness can use the name of Lingnan remnants to pin the blame on them. Then Your Highness only needs to give an order to go to Lingnan to suppress the bandits, and the anger in the court will be calmed down."

Ye Liangchen narrowed his eyes: "Anyway, the remaining Lingnan faction must be wiped out. Rebellion is already punishable by death, so why not give them another chance to murder a minister?"

Hearing this, the young prince's brows slowly relaxed: "Who will handle this matter?" Ye Liangchen stood up, bowed his hands, raised his head, and said in one smooth movement: "I am willing to share your worries, Your Highness."

"Okay!" The little prince's expression finally looked better: "Then how do we suppress the bandits?"

"I know a man who can handle the responsibility of Lingnan."

"who is it?"

Ye Liangchen's eyes changed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Xia Lin Xia Daosheng, as far as I know, this person is resourceful and he is also the inspector. It would be great to ask him to go to Lingnan."

"Xia Daosheng?" The young prince was stunned for a moment when he heard the name: "Are you familiar with him?"

"I am not familiar with him and even the few times I have met him I only had a quick glance, but I know his ability and he is definitely the best choice."

At this time, Mr. Zhu next to him said to stop him: "Your Highness, Xia Daosheng is just a scholar. Lingnan is almost winterless, full of snakes, insects, rats, ants, smoke and miasma. I'm afraid... I'm afraid his body may not be able to withstand it. Besides, there are rampant bandits in that place, and the people are tough. It's really not a place for a weak person like him to go."

"Mr. Zhu, if that's the case, do you have any other candidates? Xia Daosheng was originally promoted by His Highness. At this moment, there are spies from the noble families everywhere. If this plan is leaked, God knows how big the hole will be. It may even make His Highness lose the chance to take the great treasure. Mr. Zhu, even if you ask Xia Daosheng to come here in person, ask him whether the snakes, insects, rats and ants are more terrifying or the swords of the noble families are more terrifying?"

It's no wonder that Xiao Chenzi was still good at speaking when Xia Lin was not around. He said to ask Xia Daosheng to come in person. If Xia Daosheng was really standing here, if he dared to say that, Xia Daosheng would have to slap him twice, which would mean that Daosheng was in a very good mood today.

But unfortunately, Xia Daosheng was gnawing on a lamb chop at that moment. The lamb chops were fragrant and sizzling with oil, sprinkled with sesame seeds and chopped green onions, dipped in chives and sesame oil, and rolled in a bowl of sugar. Oh... it tasted so good.

The young prince pondered for a moment and said, "That's it. You will follow me to the palace tomorrow morning."

The next morning, Xia Lin felt his eyelids twitching and he felt uneasy. He sat up and looked at the little princess who was still sleeping beside him. He scratched his head and said to himself, "Strange, is someone plotting against me?"

But soon he stopped caring about those things and rushed to the medical school to listen to the Medicine King's nonsense about others. It was much more interesting than listening to some ditty outside.

On the other hand, Ye Liangchen was also promoted in the court, even to a temporary position called Fengcha Yushi, who was specifically responsible for supervising the murder of the Chief Censor.

Moreover, Ye Liangchen also issued a military order, stating that there must be clues within three days.

For three days, Xia Lin was still there accompanying the Medicine King and His Majesty to travel around the mountains and rivers. He knew nothing and just had fun. Every now and then, he would go for a stroll over to Tingyun to see how their luxury brands were doing. He could also touch the buttocks of the two courtesans and was very happy.

Speaking of fun, it must be Feng Lingyue. Sometimes she would lie on the table and draw. If Xia Lin came over at this time, she would keep this posture and rub against him and shake up and down. In this hot weather, everyone was wearing little, so the sensory stimulation was completely different. If there was no one around, Xia Lin would be happy to tease her like this. Sometimes when the teasing got too intense, there was naturally no need for Mr. Xia to solve it elsewhere. Feng Lingyue had many ways to deal with it.

But these people have to avoid Miss Tingyun. She can be quite annoying sometimes. She's not slutty enough, nor pure enough. She just flirts but won't let you touch her. This is really annoying.

But his good days might be coming to an end. On the fourth day, a secret order to suppress bandits was sent from the capital and headed towards Xia Lin via water. It would probably arrive in another six or seven days.

At this time, Xia Lin finally got some free time because a group of high-ranking old men went on a summer trip to Poyang Lake.

He sat under the shade of a tree in the courtyard behind the government office, watching the two courtesans busying themselves. After all, the shop was about to open, and they had to prepare some patterns for clothes, shoes and socks.

"Speaking of which, my eyelids have been twitching a lot these past few days." Xia Lin sat on a chair and took a sip of tea: "I'm afraid I've been framed."

Tingyun propped up his chin and glanced at him: "You and Xiaoyue have become much closer these days."

"No, please don't read it and reply randomly." Xia Lin simply lay down on the bamboo bed at the back; "I'm taking a nap, please don't bother me."

(End of this chapter)