Zhao Wenhui died, and died in front of the people of Yingzhou.

Although a person is not killed by Chen Yuan, it has a lot to do with him.

It was precisely because the murderer behind the scenes who took the risk of killing Zhao Wenhui.

Government office, lobby.

Looking at Zhao Wenyun with a dark face, Chen Yuan sat on the chair with a gloomy face.

Wait for the coroner to conduct a body examination.

After a long time, an old man took off his gloves and bowed to him.

"Qi Bingfu Master, Governor Zhao was killed by a venom called Zhu Yehong."

"Bamboo leaves red?"

"Yes, this thing is tempered by a poisonous snake called Zhuyeqing, and combined with the five poisons, it has the characteristics of blood-sealing throat."

"In addition, the humble official found a flying needle in Governor Zhao's neck."

"I think the murderer used this thing to send Zhu Yehong into Governor Zhao's body."

Looking at the black fine needles on the table, Chen Yuan frowned slightly.

This thing seems familiar, and I seem to have seen it somewhere.

Just when he was puzzled, Hu Er, covered in snow, broke in.

Sitting on the chair, he took a sip of warm tea, waved his hands.

"That man ran too fast, and even Beiyi used his light skills to catch up."

"Hey, isn't this a rainy pear blossom needle?"

Seeing the coroner pick up the fine needle, Hu Er said in surprise.

"Why, do you know this needle?"

"That's right, when you were the chief minister in the Shendu Luoyang, you met Bei Zhi and Liu Changfeng once."

"The other party seems to be a man from the palace."

"In the palace?"

Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly remembered what Zhao Wenhui said before his death.

The other three masters of the Analects of Confucius are one of the surname Li.

Is this a thing related to him?

A figure in a four-clawed yellow robe appeared in Chen Yuan's mind.

"Forget it, let's talk about this later. Have you found the Analects of Confucius hidden by Zhao Wenhui?"

Compared to the matter of mixing with the royal family, Chen Yuan cares more about whether the losses of the people in Yingzhou can be compensated.

In recent years, natural disasters and man-made disasters have caused complaints from the people.

If we don't try to comfort us, there will be more people like Li Jinzhong.

"Sir, I've got it back, you've seen it."

After taking the Analects of Confucius, Chen Yuan turned on the page and read a few articles.

The feeling of sighing just now disappeared instantly because of Zhao Wenhui being killed.

I cursed in my heart, it's really a damn he deserves to kill.

In the first year of Tianshu, Zhao Wenhui embezzled 300,000 taels before he became a high-ranking official.

Later, with the promotion of his official position, he became even more out of control.

Adding up, he alone has greedy for a lot of money.

"You bring dozens of brothers to the madam Yanlailou."

"Open her cellar, and all the folk paste that Zhao Wenyi absorbed was hidden there."

"After recording them one by one, verify the loss list and reissue them to the people one by one."

"The remaining money is handed over to the treasury."

"yes!"

Hu Er was very efficient and did not even use five hours, so he collected four million taels of silver and eight thousand pieces of land from Zhao Wenhui's concubine's house.

As soon as the subsidy announcement was issued, thousands of people from Yingzhou gathered in the government.

"I didn't expect that the old man could still see his Tian Qi alive. It's so clear to heaven."

"Yes, if Shen Qingtian hadn't brought down Zhao Wenhui, we might not have lived for a few days."

In the midst of a stir, the gate of the government opened and Shen Yitan walked out with an official hat.

First, he glanced at everyone, and then ordered the people to line up and enter the government office to apply for subsidies.

After everything was arranged, I returned to the lobby with a smile.

"Main Lord, the people are praising you for loving the people as your son."

"Everyone said that after going home, I would like to set up a tablet of immortality for you."

Surprisingly, Chen Yuan just sighed after hearing this.

"Once you serve as an official, you will benefit the people, and I can only do so much for them."

Chen Yichi smiled and froze: Sir, what do you mean?

"It's nothing, it's just a little bit of emotion when I was dismissed from office."

Chen Yuan shook his head and stepped down Zhuhong's official uniforms neatly stacked on the large table.

Then he took off his official hat and glanced at the plaque above the big case.

There is a sense of reluctance in my eyes.

Less than a month after he took office, he was about to step down and be punished. To be honest, he felt a little uncomfortable.

But since he chose this path, he had no choice.

Chen Yichi's eyes were red and said: Sir, you are willing to risk your life for the sake of the people.

Please accept a prayer from the lower official.

After saying that, Chen Yichi knelt on the ground with both knees and softened, clasped his fists at Chen Yuan.

"Mr. Shen, the facts of Zhao Wenhui's case are clear and the evidence is conclusive."

"I think after coming to the court to find out the whole story, I will definitely give you a fair price."

Chen Yuan smiled and said nothing. Some words would implicate more people.

Taking Hu Er and Xiao Taohong with them, the three of them got on the carriage and drove towards the Shendu Luoyang in the heavy snow.

Instead of waiting for the prison car to see him off, it is better to go to Dali Temple to surrender yourself.

"Young Master, let's just leave like this?" Xiao Taohong said in surprise, looking at the empty carriage.

"Yes, sir, the mountains and rivers are high and the waters are far away, and it's not enough to just eat steamed buns and pickles."

"Don't you have a three-two silver dollar left on your food?"

"Take it out and buy some meat."

Facing the inquiring eyes of the two, Chen Yuan's old face turned red and he coughed.

"I thought you had money, so I gave the money to the Li sisters."

"Now there is no penny on it."

"hiss!"

Hu Er and Xiao Taohong took a breath and rushed over together.

"Ah, don't rob, I keep this roast chicken with my belly..."

Outside the carriage, the coachman shook his head and whipped the horse's butt with a whip.

Drive towards the Gods.

This is the first time he has seen an official who is so poor that he asks for money from his servants.

"Hey, Lord Du, Lord Zhang, do you think the people in the carriage look familiar?"

In the vast team, a man in a deer-skin robe rubbed his eyes.

"It looks familiar, like that guy Chen Yuan."

Upon hearing this, Dali Temple Chief Zhang Shaoan said in surprise.

Then he shook his head again and chuckled.

"It's impossible that it was him. This kid has solved the Yingzhou case and is about to be promoted to the third-rank Luozhou Governor."

"It's just when the spring breeze is so proud that how could it be like such a broken carriage?"

"We have to go to Yingzhou as soon as possible and kill Han Maocai and Xu Bichang's nine idiots."

"Hurry up and release the remaining officials and take Zhao Wenhui back to the capital of Shendu."

Du Zhigui, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, nodded.

"Yes, compared to Chen Yuan, what I care most about is whether the money collected from Zhao Wenhui after arresting Zhao Wenhui was enough to hand over to the treasury."

"You know, Your Majesty and the court are waiting for the money to fight the front-line army."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three of them changed their expressions, which were related to military and national affairs and could not allow them to be careless.

"Send the order and order the team to move forward at full speed, and be sure to arrive in Yingzhou before dark."

"Catch Zhao Wenhui and search for huge greedy money!"
Chapter completed!