Chapter 130 The box ran away again

Huaicheng, inside the inn.

Zhuang Jingshuogui is in charge of thousands of households in Dongchang. Even if he works out of town, he can't afford food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Although the current room is not big, it is barely enough.

If he had been out of Beijing to handle cases before and local officials had arranged a room like this for him, he would have wanted them to look good.

But considering that I came to Jiangnan now to investigate corruption, I can’t ask for too much.

Especially since the imperial censor Deng Yuanqiao followed him, there is no guarantee that he will not copy his copy.

Zhuang Jingshuo sighed and looked around the room.

In fact, it is beautifully decorated and has everything you need. It is already the best room in the inn.

But he still felt unhappy.

If my adoptive father was in power, how could I live in such an aggrieved place?

Living in the same inn with the censor and the lackey of Jinyiwei?

Even if I asked Huaicheng officials to book the best restaurant in the city and let me live alone, who would dare to speak?

You know, before the death of the late emperor, they had always been a poor job when going to Beijing to do business.

But after the new emperor came to the throne, their situation became more difficult.

But what he didn't expect was that what they thought was difficult was actually a situation that was beyond the reach of many officials.

They have been in high positions for a long time, but they are no longer as good as usual, and they are full of complaints.

The more Zhuang Jingshuo thought about it, the more unhappy he became, so he picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

The tea was not good either. It made his tongue taste astringent and he almost broke the cup.

Zhuang Jingshuo was suddenly frightened. He looked at his raised arms and lowered them in surprise.

"Why is our family so upset tonight?"

His eyes flickered, and he always felt that there was a tight string in his heart that came from nowhere.

The adoptive father once said that the innate master is powerful and his intuition and premonition are more sensitive than ordinary people.

Just like one's own life and death, the innate master can often predict it in advance, which is as mysterious as it is mysterious.

In addition, innate masters can occasionally have premonitions of things that are not good for themselves.

This situation is rare, but not impossible.

According to the adoptive father, the stronger the strength, the more premonitions will be, and they will be more accurate.

Although he reached innate status early, he never made any progress, so he never understood such mysteries.

Tonight, as I sit in my room, I feel so irritated on a whim. Could it be that something big is about to happen?

He put down his tea cup and called the guard outside the door.

He also brought the guards from Dongchang, and they are loyal and loyal.

Zhuang Jingshuo opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't expect what would happen?

He rolled his eyes and ordered: "Go and have a look at Zhu Jichang's mansion."

The guard bowed his head and promised, and walked out quickly.

Zhuang Jingshuo felt that the whim had subsided, and there was no longer an inexplicable feeling of irritability.

His strength is still not enough, and the premonition will only come for a moment.

But he couldn't sit still anymore and was pacing back and forth in the room.

Two quarters of an hour later, the guard Feiya seemed to rush in.

"Your Majesty, Eunuch Zhao from the Zongren Mansion took away the two adults and dozens of elite soldiers. They went straight to the suburbs. I'm afraid..."

The guards are reliable in their work and don't hesitate in speaking. They directly tell their guesses.

"I'm afraid I just want to go to that garden."

Zhuang Jingshuo's expression suddenly changed.

"No, call someone quickly!"

In the outskirts, surrounded by mountains and rivers, a simple garden stands.

It used to be a quiet time at night, but today there are many people, noisy people, and firelight.

Chen Yuanzheng was still wearing the same green shirt as he had during the day, but instead of the majesty he had during the day, he was filled with fear.

He sat slumped on a chair in the main garden room, his face bloodless.

Standing in front of him was Deng Yuanchao with a serious face, and Yuan Huaji, the commander of the Jinyiwei, was directing his elite troops to move.

"Mr. Chen, is this what you usually call honest government for the people?"

Deng Yuanchao gritted his teeth and his eyes seemed to spit fire.

"Okay, okay, very good!"

Chen Yuanzheng murmured, trying to defend himself, but was speechless.

Zhao Sheng touched one of the high chairs placed on both sides of the main hall and marveled.

"Made of Qinglong wood, this is only used by the royal family."

He walked up to Chen Yuanzheng, held the old man's shoulder with one hand, and looked up at the scroll hanging on the wall behind him.

"The previous dynasty painted the picture of Guanshan dense snow of Saint Xu Dao?"

Zhao Sheng reached out and touched a corner of the scroll and clicked his tongue several times.

"The writing is powerful, the layers are clear, the mountain is steep, and it echoes the pines and bamboos at the foot of the mountain. It feels like the mountain snow is about to cover the sky.

It is definitely authentic. Mr. Chen is really discerning, but such a priceless painting is placed here...

Even the palace would not dare to be so extravagant."

Zhao Sheng looked at him sideways and smiled: "Master Chen seems to be rich."

Chen Yuanzheng suddenly trembled and murmured: "No, these... are not..."

In the past, he used to speak aggressively and forcefully, but now he has become stammering.

"You still said no. Mr. Yuan just did a simple search and found so many proofs about your acceptance of money!"

Deng Yuanchao yelled angrily, like thunder, and Chen Yuanzheng almost fell off his chair in fright.

He looked at Deng Yuanchao blankly, his face even pale.

"Brother Deng...Master Deng..."

He shouted almost in a pleading tone.

Deng Yuanchao shook his head in disappointment, called a few people to keep an eye on Chen Yuanzheng, and walked out by himself.

He looked at the huge garden, and the evening breeze couldn't even make him feel cool for a moment.

He felt a burning sensation in his heart, and he couldn't help but pull his collar.

It's one thing for Chen Yuanzheng's Qingliu image to be shattered, but more importantly, he feels that the things hidden here are definitely not simple.

Yuan Huaji just did a simple search and found treasures comparable to Zhu Jichang's entire family property.

But no matter how powerful Chen Yuanzheng is, he is just an old man with a sixth-grade official body and an official career?

Even if it is powerful, it will not be like this.

Unless other people are involved, and then think of what Chen Yuanzheng said today... Deng Yuanchao's pupils shrank.

"Most of the officials in Jiangnan are my students...how many people are there?"

Deng Yuanchao murmured.

"I went here for a walk. I have never been to such a large garden in my entire life."

Zhao Sheng came over and said with a smile.

Deng Yuanchao nodded and said: "Thanks to my father-in-law this time, otherwise who would have thought of...can think of..."

"Can you imagine that a person who looks upright and aboveboard could actually be such a sanctimonious person?"

Zhao Sheng joked.

Deng Yuanchao sighed, his eyes bleak.

Zhao Sheng smiled and shook his head, walking deeper into the garden.

Naturally, he followed Chen Yuanzheng all the way to this place.

I didn't expect that this guy who always worked for the court and the people would act like this behind his back.

Looking at this garden, the mountains are rugged, the trees are lush, and everything is arranged in an orderly manner. It is definitely the work of everyone.

Definitely not someone you can sit on.

He lurked for a long time, and when he saw Chen Yuanzheng ordering his servants to find two maidservants to warm the bed, he went back and called Deng Yuancao and Yuan Huaji.

Both of them had fiery tempers, and Yuan Huaji without saying a word punched open the garden gate and beat all the servants to the ground, which scared Chen Yuanzheng to the point of trembling.

Zhao Sheng walked in the garden, performing the Wuji Kung Fu of Heaven and Earth.

He was able to find this place thanks to the missing treasure chest.

I don't know which mole moved the treasure box from Zhu Jichang's mansion and handed it to Chen Yuanzheng, which gave him a chance.

He sniffed and suddenly his expression changed.
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