Chapter 207

Emperor yuan Jing looked at Wei Yuan and nodded, "what's the matter?"

Wei Yuan asked, "is it clear that the poem was written by Yang Gong, the Governor General of Qingzhou?"

What does he mean by that? There is a clue for the veteran officials.

Instead of answering, emperor yuan asked, "what's the problem?"

There is no clear statement in the fold that the poem was written by Yang Gong, but the wording is as follows: Yang Gong ordered all the officials in Qingzhou to set up a monument to warn the world.

It's a clever way of saying things that are neither clear nor denied. In the view of emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty, this is the default.

"This poem was not written by Yang Gong, but by others. Wei Chen felt that once the poem was spread, it would be famous all over the world. Personally, it was a chance to be famous. It should not be monopolized by Yang Gong. " Wei Yuandao.

"Oh? When did Qingzhou produce such talents? " Emperor yuan Jingdi laughed and became interested, staring at Wei Yuan: "however, how do you know?"

It's not Yang Gong, it's someone else... There are many talented people in Qingzhou, it's a big state of scientific research... All of you think that with the question of emperor Jing of Yuan Dynasty, you turn your eyes to Wei Yuan.

They all wonder how Wei Yuan knew that this poem was not written by Yang Gong.

"Not from Qingzhou." Wei Yuan shook his head.

Yuan Jingdi's interrogative tone was "um".

"What's more, I also know that this poem was not written in Qingzhou. It came out more than a month ago. It's not made by Qingzhou people. " Wei Yuan added.

in front of the public, the Minister of poetry said, "well, this is a big doubt."

I'm old enough to wear a hat when I open my mouth.

It came out more than a month ago... It was not made by Qingzhou people... The sharp minded officials had a guess.

For a moment, the faces of the princes became strange.

Wei Yuan looked at the emperor of Yuan Jing, his face suddenly sank, and his tone was calm: "this poem was written by Xu Qi'an, a watchman in the Yamen. The original work is still in the Yamen. Oh, if you enjoy it, I can borrow it."

Sure enough, it was him... Whispered again:

"it's a pity that he's a great talent and doesn't study."

"Hum, then Xu Pingzhi is a vulgar warrior, shortsighted."

"If only Xu Qi'an could enter the Imperial Academy!"

At this time, even the court officials who did not like Xu Qi'an would inevitably sigh with regret. If only these poems were scholars, of course, if only they were scholars of the Imperial Academy.

No one questioned Wei Yuan's lying, even his political opponents. Wei Yuan can't and doesn't need to lie about it. He'll lose his share in vain.

The man looked embarrassed and kept a low profile.

Emperor yuan Jing said, "what do you mean when you talk about it?"

Wei Yuan said with a smile: "naturally, it's to help subordinates make a name for themselves."

Emperor yuan Jingdi snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything.

Although he didn't like Xu Qi'an, he didn't hold on to a small gong. Besides, there were many people in the court who did not like the emperor.

Of course, it's another matter that little Causeway made a mistake or angered him.

...

Yunlu academy, Yunshan, Qing Dynasty.

In the sky, a cloud goose flutters its wings to Qingyun Mountain. It sweeps over courtyards and attics. In the exquisite Pavilion on the edge of the cliff and the observation hall on the second floor, it is easily grasped by one hand.

The paper is made of a twisted wild goose.

"Yang Ziqian sent the book back." Li Mu Bai turned his head with a smile and told the two great Confucians who talked in the room, two stinky chess baskets.

Zhang Shen and Chen Taizheng were killing freely. Without raising their heads, they asked casually, "what are you writing?"

Li mubai unfolded the letter and read it with a smile on his face. Before long, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and then his face gradually became ferocious.

"Shameless, shameless!" Li Mu Bai suddenly grabbed the letter in his hand and roared: "the old thief Yang Gong is shameless. He is a scholar in vain. I'm Li mubai. I'm ashamed of him

The sudden roar startled Zhang Shen and Chen Tai.

"What's the matter? Can a letter from Ziqian make you so angry? " Zhang Shen shook his head helplessly and sneered: "Chunjing, you are just a little bit bad tempered and irritable. You lost to Wei Yuan that year. Look at Wei Yuan. He has a still breath in his chest. He is as motionless as a mountain. "

Chen Tai, a great Confucian, shook his head: "Chunjing is a bit impatient. Please show me the letter."

Li mubai was already out of anger. He filled his heart with the color of lemon. He snorted angrily and threw the letter on the chessboard.

Zhang Shen reached out to pick it up and read it attentively. Yang Gong and Yang Ziqian said in the letter that he met the governor team in Qingzhou and met Xu Qian.

Yang Gong praises Xu Qian and calls him the first poet in Dafeng's five hundred years. When he praises Xu Qian, Zhang Shen feels that he is not right. He looks at him with some flaunting and soft mouthed taste.Further down, it's a poem:

Er Shi Er Lu, min Zhi min Gao. Xu Qi'an (Shiyang Gong)

the letter also says that this is derived from the inscription.

The cliffs vibrated violently, the rubble rolled, the fresh air from the attic vibrated, and the roars of Zhang Shen and Chen Tai resounded throughout Yunlu Academy.

"The old thief Yang Gong is not worthy to be a teacher. I suggest that he be kicked out of Yunlu Academy."

"Just a farewell poem, this one belongs to him? I don't agree with you! "

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry, he wrote to show off..."

....

after having lunch with Yunzhou flavor at the post station, Xu Qi'an took a cold bath and was energetic.

Return to the room in a white dress, uncover the lid of the pot, and the smoke rises, turning into a beautiful woman with beautiful country and beautiful city, bulging her cheeks:

"smelly man

Xu Qian said helplessly: "I wanted to let you go, but now I've changed my mind."

Su Su immediately changed her attitude and acted coquettishly: "Ye ~"

Xu Qi'an squinted and looked at her.

"What are you looking at, sir?" Su Su blinks her eyes and makes the hook action of Ren Jun's picking.

"I was thinking about how Ning caichen operated." Xu Qian is outspoken.

"Who is Ning caichen?"

"He's a scholar, and he's in love with a charm."

"That charm must be greedy for his essence." Su Su said in a huff.

"Why?"

"Because I am charming, I am greedy for men's essence."

"How are you greedy?" Xu Qi'an narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "be honest, I will consider whether to let you go or not according to the severity of your sin."

"Suck with your mouth." Su Su does the girl innocent appearance, "the others suck is the heinous mountain bandit, has not killed the innocent indiscriminately."

"Where? Well, I'm just curious. "

"Suckers."

"Which one?" In Xu qiguang's eyes, Jing'an came out.

Su Su look a little confused, but still a full answer, slender fingers poke his eyebrows: "here."

The essence in Xu Qi'an's eyes went out immediately. He said in a deep voice: "I've thought about it. You've done a lot of evil. I can't let you go easily. Go back."

Bang!

Cover the bottle.

"A waste of time..." Xu Qi'an muttered and got up, left the room and knocked on Song Tingfeng's door.

"What's the matter?" Song Tingfeng originally intended to have a sleep and raise his spirit, but Xu Qian knocked on the door.

"I don't believe that the governor will be able to give you a better understanding, but I'm not going to let you down."

Song Tingfeng was honored and ashamed to hear Xu Ningyan, a famous detective, say so. After all, the most organized watchmen do is output of violence, not reasoning.

"Ning Yan, I'm not really good at solving cases."

"Have you ever heard of a sentence?" Xu Qian said seriously.

Song Tingfeng shook his head.

Xu Qi'an said: "some careless words, I doubt to solve, an inexplicable impulse, let me continue to pursue. I pay more attention to your every move. "

Song Tingfeng said warily, "why do you pay attention to my every move? What do you want to do

"No, thanks..."

Xu Qian digs off the topic: "by the way, what do you think about Miss Su Su?"

At the same time, he stares at Song Tingfeng, expecting to see his shame.

As soon as song Tingfeng heard of Su Su, he felt very painful and said in a deep voice, "it will be song's regret that he can't find her in this life."

She's in my room... This product hasn't come back yet? This is not reasonable. As long as you are with Zhu Guangxiao, Su Su's operation will be exposed... They are all hiding from each other? Why?

Is it because I'm more trustworthy? Xu Qi was moved when he settled down.

"By the way, you'd better not tell anyone about Su Su, including Guangxiao." Song Tingfeng warned.

"Don't worry, I'm very strict." Xu Qian showed a bright smile and said, "by the way, is it because I am more trustworthy than Guangxiao?"

"No, why do you have such an illusion?" Song Tingfeng looked at him strangely: "because you have no bottom line in the matter of men and women, so you are not afraid to be known. It won't be worse than you anyway. "

"... why do I have no bottom line when we go to jiaofangsi? Because I sleep in Fuxiang and you sleep in beauty?" Xu Qi'an is unconvinced. He says that I don't make copper or love my mother. How can there be no bottom line.

"Every time I talk to other colleagues about you sleeping at night and not paying money, they all scold me together: you're such a bitch"....

when they knocked on Zhu Guangxiao's door together, song Tingfeng frowned and said," what's the matter with you? I'm drooping. I just thought something was wrong. "

Zhu Guangxiao opened his mouth and wanted to say that he would still rest. Finally, he looked at Xu Qian.

What do you think I'm doing? Do you think I'm rotten? Xu Qian's eyes rolled in anger.

The three came together to the room where Zhou Min's relics were stored. After a long time of careful inspection, song Tingfeng was discouraged: "we've looked at these things over and over again for countless times."

Zhu Guangxiao looked at Xu Qian: "Ningyan is that there are clues related to the secret code in the relics?"

"Remember the way I solved the puzzle and found the code?" Xu Qi'an paced around the relics and imparted knowledge carefully:

"transposition thinking is an indispensable part of reasoning. Zhou Min's case is different from Sangbo's case. Sangbo has at least a trace to follow, just follow the grapevine.

"But there is no other clue to this case. The only clue is to crack the code left by Zhou min."

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

Having the experience of the Sangpo case, they have some experience in solving the case, but they are still in the stage of painting gourds and gourds. If there is another case similar to the Sangpo case, they can imitate the practice of Xu Qi'an and try to solve the case.

But once the entry point of the case changes, they can't figure it out.

In martial arts novels, song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao are still in the stage of practicing sword notation, while Xu Qi'an has no moves to win, and has a sword in his hand.

"Don't nod your head. Tell me what you think."

Song Tingfeng is not sure: "the secret code is left for us to crack. In fact, the clues are very conspicuous and easy to find. It depends on whether we can find them?"

"Good, blind monk, you have found Huadian." Xu Qian joked.

Then, he unfolded the note, looked at the two groups of code, and said, "these are two groups of numbers. The numbers are in the form of code, which must correspond to a certain codebook. If we find the codebook, we can solve the puzzle."

Because a single string or several strings of numbers is meaningless, the meaning is not the number itself, but the information that the number refers to.

There must be a codebook.

"Except for a" silent "word, all the others are numbers. Clues will not be put in the Canyu map again, so where has a lot of numbers?" Zhu Guangxiao doubts.

"There are too many clues to the existence of numbers. There are numbers in the book." Song Tingfeng said.

"Very good guess." Xu Qian's eyes brightened: "let's assume that these two groups of codes exist in a book, and follow our previous thinking. What book is the easiest for us to get?"

Song Tingfeng felt that his suggestion had been adopted, and analyzed it with high morale: "Three Character Classic, Dafeng Huidian, Yunzhou annals?"

These are all books that can be found in Yunzhou. The three character Scripture belongs to the enlightenment reading. Each Yamen in each state has a copy of Dafeng Huidian. Yunzhou annals are the "history books" of Yunzhou, which are also very common in Yamen and post stations.

They first asked the postmen to find these books, but they didn't search them immediately, because there was still a problem in front of them.

Zhu Guangxiao asked, "what does the number of words mean and how to find it?"

"When a man loses a lot of protein, his brain will not work well for a short time." Xu Qi'an looked at him and said seriously, "at this time, you need to rest or make up for it."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, these numbers either represent the number of pages or imply the first few words. This is the simplest reasoning. " Xu Qian replied.

Song Tingfeng opened the Three Character Classic and said, "it's definitely not the number of pages, because the Three Character Classic is only that thick."

As he spoke, he read the Three Character Classic: "the 162 th word is" Yi ", and the 347 th word is" Qing ".

"Other codes have also been interpreted. The two sets of codes given by Zhou Min are connected as follows: silence of human nature...

" well, this is wrong. "

When song Tingfeng failed to interpret, Xu Qian and Zhu Guangxiao were also interpreting the other two books.

Zhu Guangxiao said, "Mohua deep water East Center... Well, it's also wrong."

Two people look at Xu Qi'an together, he is depressed way: "silent want to float in white."