Wen Yanbo was reduced to the opening, a time is boring, the taste of doing nothing, more painful than killing him!

“Someone sent me a letter.”The house whispered.

The old text has some doubts, took it in his hand, looked at the handwriting above, and suddenly stopped... He is very familiar, this is Xiao Peng's word, is this unlucky child not returning to Beijing to report?

How did you get there and write a letter to yourself?

Why didn’t he come to meet and make it clear?

With full stomach questions, Lao Wen looked down and saw half of it, Lao Wen's hand was cold, and cold sweat flowed down the corner, "Quick, go!"

The family was shouted, “Go, where are you going?”

“Call your master!Hurry up!”The old voice has changed.

The butler rolled up, and not often, he called the text and the afif.

Wen and Fu were still a little embarrassed, looking at the old father knife-like eyes and saying, “Dad, what do you have?”

Old Wen did not say anything, he waved his hand, threw the housekeeper out, and then got up himself, circled the house, closed all the doors and windows, and repeatedly confirmed that no one, then sat back in the position, and he pulled his son to the side.

“You guys have to tell the truth!If we lie, our family is finished.”

Wen and Fu immediately nodded, "Please rest assured Dad, my son is not so bold."

“Hmm!”

The old man’s eyes turned around and said, “You’ve been in the West for a few years, haven’t you?”

"Yes, the child did not rely on the West to start, this is back to Beijing, you will not always be confused, even forget this thing..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Lao Wen interrupted his son and continued: "Then tell me, what other forces in the West can use a lot of money, a lot of money?"

Wen and Fu puzzled the meaning of Dad, "There are many luxury merchants in the western region, who do all kinds of business, to say that they have money, not at all worse than the merchants of the Great Song, Dad, what do you care about them?"Do you want money to come back?”

“Ok!”Wen Yanbo carefully observed his son's look, and found that the text and the afrey were indeed very embarrassed, and the old text was a little more at ease.

"It is so, someone sent 200,000 two golds from the western region to Feng Jing!"

“What?”

Wen and frighty face changed wildly, lips are shiled, "Dad, you said that someone bought Feng Jing, let him secretly harm your majesty?"Is that money your money?”

He sighed, “I’m afraid it’s so!Xiao Xiang is still interesting enough, he went to geranium as an official, passed the seal, sent you this letter to your father, the old man really can not imagine, there is really such a heart-wrenching madman, it is almost unthinkable!"

Wen Yanbo is bad enough, shameless enough, but his old man never has to think about it, and the old man can't think of it, it should be more brain-dead, actually want to kill your majesty, this is not to look for death?

He has been smart and pragmatic all his life, and of course he will not take risks, but not everyone is.

When Wen and Fu heard this amazing news, he was immediately lost in thought, and his face was heavy and very entangled.

“The rabbits!”

Old Wen chopper grasped his son's chest, he exerted too much force, fingers are inserted into the skin, sore and swollen teeth,

“Dad!”

“Shut up!”The old man said viciously, “You tell me the truth, is your boy doing it, what are you going to do?”

The text and the face were frightened and white, and hurriedly waved, "Dad, father!Don't buckle the pot on the child, the child will never dare to do a big wrong thing!"

He tried to explain, but the old man did not forgive.

"Listen, since this case is to be investigated, it will be investigated.Can’t you hide a word... say, now, who is the most likely?”

Wen and Fu were also aware of the seriousness of the situation, and he hurried to open his mind.

Rich people are a lot, but there is no more money, and they can cooperate with Feng Jing to let him do things.

First of all, Wen and Fu think of Zhao Zongjing, who has been in the western region for many years, the lord of the patriarch's origin, has deep pockets, and really has the ability to do it.

"It's just that Zhao Zongjing and Feng Jing are not in line with the eight characters!"If he wants to secretly calculate his majesty, that is also the way to go Wang Ning'an's side, will not join forces with Feng Jing... The same reason, and Murong light dust, he can also afford to pay, but he is more contemptuous of civilian officials, cooperation is unlikely.

"In addition to these two, the rest of the western region has some leftover royal families, Seljuan there are many family tribes ... they are rich, but they may not want to collude with Feng Jing, secretly harm your majesty."

After all, those who want revenge, at most are hired assassins, absolutely unable to contact the courtiers of the Song Dynasty, or to find a chance!

It is impossible.

"The person who pays for the murderer must be very familiar with the court of the great Song Dynasty and knows the calculations of various forces, so he can apply the right medicine and hit it."

“Dad, there may be another possibility.”

“You said!”

"Dad, behind Feng Jing's lies the financial forces, this is a well-known thing, will they pay, fake hands to people, to plot your majesty?"

The old man thought about it and immediately waved.

"Absolutely not, everyone in the financial forces is clear, but who is it, what are the families, and what are the officials?"Are you clear?”

Lao Wen said: "If they start, they will not want to take gold to buy Feng Jing's drama... gold from the western region to Xijing, along the road are recorded, so it can be found after so long ... If they use shares, with real estate, after thank you afterwards, there will be traces?" 」

Wen and Fu couldn't help but nod, "The old father put in the box, if the financial group did things so poorly and the loopholes were full, they would have been killed by Wang Ning'an."

“Well, the question now is who the real killer is.”

Rao is the old man's mind, but can leave the court, he has no source, can only think, not to take the same ... the same analysis is also staged in Beijing, but the goal of others should be more clear.

"The literati will not do it, Murong will not, as for Zhao Zongjing, he will not."Wang Ning'an decisively ruled out some people, Chen Shun was next to him, and Wang Ning'an was looking for it.

After a while, they couldn’t find a possible killer.

"Lord, let's exaggerate the scope and see who can afford to pay, who can contact Feng Jing, who is familiar with the forces of the court, and the three are both, and they are likely to be suspects."

“That’s a good way, that’s it!”

Wang Ning'an turned his brain quickly and constantly screened until the night, the light shadow was rocking, and Wang Ning'an suddenly noticed, "Is this a kerosene lamp?"

Chen Shun nodded, "If the prince feels bad, he will change the whale oil."

Wang Ning'an waved, "Forget it, there are not many whales, have been whaling, and the extinction of species is a big sin... Kerosene is taken from oil, and the effect is better."“Do we have enough oil?”

From the case to the energy, Chen Shunzhi felt that the king's thinking was too divergent, but he still patiently explained.

"Lord, in the past, the oil came from Hebei and other places, but at that time, it was only enough to consume fierce oil in the army... Later, the output increased, the smelting technology came, there were kerosene lamps... In recent years, oil was also found in the western region, and the desert on the other side of Selju, also found oil, unsurprisingly, within ten years, oil will inevitably be popular, and ordinary people's households can afford kerosene lamps."

Wang Ning'an frowned, "Who is responsible for the oil in the West?"

"Of course, there are many private companies in the western region, of which the largest number of shares is King Hami."Speaking of this, Chen Shunzhi felt that Wang Ning'an's eyes had changed, he hesitated a little, and his face had changed... How could he forget this ah!

Who is the King of Hami?

The first Hami king is Zhao Dao, Zhao Yuanyu, he was sealed the king of Hami, was expelled from Beijing, counting more than ten years, Zhao from the Yu died eight years ago, the position of the king of Hami passed to his son Zhao Shi.

For so many years, they have been honest and not half-moved.

There is no military power, nor grasp the power of personnel, but peace of mind, and be a prince of peace.

From the initial gold rush, to the opening of the Silk Road, and then to the discovery of oil... the king of Hami, accumulated a rich wealth, that is, there is really a golden mountain piled at home.

“Do you suspect that King Hami is a murderer?”

Wang Ning'an looked heavy, "Such a big case, by no means a Hami king can complete, but he should be out of force, the 200,000 gold, most likely from the royal palace!"

Chen Shun immediately said, “Lord, do you want to arrest people now?”

"Of course, you have to arrange, but don't rush to do it, tell Han Zongwu, first pry open Feng Jing's mouth!"

After the direction, Han Zongwu's confidence is more abundant.

He did not go directly to Feng Jing, but let people clean up a few rooms in the prison, all clean, and then get a group of people to come in, disguised as the family of the Hami royal palace... This hand really worked, when Feng Jing "accidentally" saw the people of the Hami royal palace was arrested, his heart was like being hammered.

The court was really strong enough to find the king's head so quickly... What should I do, what can I do?

Feng Jing tossed and turned around and lost sleep completely... In the next few days, he was like a demon, he was standing up and listening every day, when there was a little footstep, he was immediately alert, looking forward to people coming over, and afraid to interrogate him.

In this way, on the fifth day, Feng Jing's psychological defense line has been fragile and broken... "Feng Jing, the king killed his father, sin cannot be ignored, tomorrow is the day of thousands of swords and anniversaries, the nine ethnic groups ... the last meal, ate on the road."

Han Zongwu cold and cold, no half of feelings.

Looking at the four dishes in front of Feng Jing's hands and feet is cold.

He suddenly jumped up and cried madly, “I am a court officer, you have not yet interrogated me, why kill me?”I am innocent, I am innocent.”

Han Zongwu did not listen at all, and got up and left.Before he could take a few steps, Feng Jing collapsed on the ground and suddenly shouted, “Zhao Shijun, he is the mastermind, he made me do it... The damn man is him, he is him!”

...

"This Feng Yuan, when he was not tried first, was scared to pee his pants."Han Zongwu said in a relaxed tone: "Such a big case, we must be seamless, iron proof, and now Feng Jing confesses, immediately pass the order, arrest the king of Hami!"