Tai Sui and others were taken to the hall, and the servants loudly told the hall: "Master, Dali Temple judge Bao Zheng, Beidou Si Yaoguang, Tai Sui asked for a meeting."

"Oh, please come in." Yanzheng's voice came from inside.

The servant led Tai Sui, Yao Guang and others into the hall and found that the hall was messy. There were some boxes and cages on the ground in the middle of the hall, which seemed to be packing.

Yan was standing next to a box that had not been nailed, and when he saw Tai Sui and others coming, he turned around with a smile and looked at them: "Beidousi, Dali Temple, why do you come here together?"

Yaoguang was about to step forward, but he didn't expect Bao Zheng to take the lead, bowed to Yan Zheng, and said, "Bao Zheng, the judge of Dali Temple, has met Yan Dajian. The lower official came for the death of Yang Daqi, the judge of the Duzhi branch."

When Yan heard this, he stayed in place, and said in a trembling voice: "What did you say? Yang... Brother Yang is dead?"

Seeing this, Tai Sui hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Dajian Yan doesn't know the news yet?"

As soon as he said that, several people looked at Yan Zheng's expression, trying to see something from his reaction.

But what disappointed Tai Sui and others was that Yan Zheng's behavior was normal. He was stunned for a moment and shook his head and said, "I had already submitted a memorial to beg for bones a month ago. Fortunately, his Majesty was kind enough. So yesterday he went to Yang's house to say goodbye. He went to Yang's house yesterday to say goodbye. Today, he got up and packed his luggage at home. He hasn't been out yet. How can I learn the news?"

Yan Zheng paused and asked anxiously, "Brother Yang was fine yesterday, why did he die?"

Bao Zheng and the other four looked at each other, but they were all inconspicuous.

But Bao Zheng was much more steady. He coughed lightly and said, "Dajie Yan, let's find a quiet place."

Yan Zheng nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, let's go, please follow me to the study."

Yanzheng study room, bookshelf, and antique shelves are relatively empty, and the murals on the wall are also incomplete, so some of them have obviously been taken away.

Yan was walking in with a few people and ordered the maid to serve tea.

"I have resigned from my post and are about to return to my hometown. The family is a little messy, don't blame me." Yan Zheng bowed.

The four of them hurriedly bowed their favor and said, "I dare not, I dare not."

A few people made some polite words and turned to the topic. Bao Zheng asked first: "Dajiang Yan, you are a friend of Yang Duzhi, and the last person he met before he died, so we visited to find out about Yang Duzhi's situation, such as... do he have any enemies?"

Yan Zheng thought hard for a while and shook his head: "Brother Yang is humorous, generous and has a good relationship with his colleagues. Even if he has a rift with some people, he cannot form a murderous hatred."

Yaoguang nodded and turned around to remind Tai Sui to write it down, but found that Tai Sui's eyes were glancing around. Yaoguang couldn't help but secretly pulled Tai Sui down and signaled him to concentrate.

Bao Zheng frowned: "I heard from the Yang family that Yang Duzhi has been in a bad mood recently, but the servants dare not ask. Mrs. Yang doesn't know the reason. Can Master Yan understand the reason?"

Yan Zheng frowned and remained silent.

Seeing this, Bao Zheng hurriedly asked, "Did Dajiang Yan have something inconvenient to talk to others?"

Yan Zheng sat on the chair with a complicated expression, his eyes were lost, as if he was recalling something. After a while, he sighed and said, "Brother Yang has indeed had a trouble recently..."

The four of them looked at him with bright eyes and listened to him telling what happened last night.

On the night when Yang Daqi died, Yan was drinking with him in the study room, with a few plates of side dishes on the table. Yang Daqi was obviously already drinking, and cursed with a red face: "Yan Shiwei's mad dog, bit me all day! Not only did he spread rumors everywhere, he was also investigating me behind the scenes."

Yan pressed Yang Daqi's hand, took away his wine glass, and comforted him: "Brother Yang Xian, you have drunk too much. What's the point of being a villain? If you are upright, don't be afraid of being slanted. If you think he is a fart, you will pass."

Yang Daqi slapped the table hatefully and said angrily: "Bastard? If he is really a bargain, that would be great. At most, he would be smelly for a while and waved his hand and he would be gone. But he wouldn't be!"

Yang Daqi grabbed the wine pot and poured it wildly, but Yan Zheng had no time to stop him.

Yang Daqi slapped the wine pot on the table and said angrily: "He wrote a secret letter to the Censorate to sue me. He ran to Kou Laoxi to sue me for the wrongful complaint, and spread news that was not good for me in front of his colleagues. This villain!"

Yan was holding the drunk Yang Daqi on the chair and persuaded with a smile: "Stop the anger, calm down. He is just a person who can't accomplish anything big. Don't care, don't care."

...

Yan Zheng finished Yang Daqi's complaint and sighed: "Yesterday, I talked to Brother Yang, mainly these. I know that saying this at this time will make you misunderstand Yan Shiwei, and at the same time it will make people feel that Brother Yang is talking bad about his colleagues behind his back, which is not a gentleman's doing. However, now that things have come to this, I have to say it."

Bao Zheng sat there thinking without saying anything, while Yao Guang asked excitedly: "Don't worry, Dajiang Yan, we should pay attention to the fact that we should be honest and we will not doubt others casually... Are there any grudges between Yang Duzhi and Yan Shiwei?"

Yan Zheng stroked his beard and smiled helplessly: "Everyone knows the conflict between them. To put it carefully, it is just Yan Shiwei's unreasonable trouble."

Yaoguang said with interest: "Oh? I hope to hear it carefully."

Yan Zheng said slowly: "Yang Xiandi was originally the Confucius of the Duzhi Department, and Yan Shiwei was also. In terms of qualifications, Yan Shiwei was older. When His Majesty built the Yuqing Palace, Yang Xiandididi was promoted to the judge of the Duzhi Department for his contribution to the dispatch. Then when His Majesty went to Fengshan to take charge of all the expenses for repairing the palace roads and other things, he was increasingly valued..."

When talking about political affairs to him, Yaoguang quickly became impatient. He turned his head to look at Tai Sui, but was surprised to find that Tai Sui had changed from being careless just now to being focused. So he also turned his head and continued to listen with a tight boredom.

"Yan Shiwei realized that his qualifications were older than Yang Xiandi, but he made Yang Xiandi come back to the top, and he couldn't help but hold a grudge against Yang Xiandi. He repeatedly spread rumors and slandered Yang Xiandi. At the beginning of the year, there were rumors that Yang Xiandi would be promoted to the deputy governor of the branch. Yan Shiwei was even more jealous and became even worse."

Bao Zheng asked: "So do you think Yan Shiwei may be the murderer?"

Yan Zheng shook his head: "How is it possible? Now that he is being investigated, he is slandered by rumors. If he says that Yang Xiandi wants to kill him in anger, how could he attack Yang Xiandidi?"

Tai Sui interrupted: "That might be possible. What if he felt that reporting or slandering the rumors would not harm his opponent, so he killed someone in anger."

Yan Zheng was stunned, and Bao Zheng glanced at Tai Sui thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!