A new police officer joins the team and solves a major dismemberment case

When the thief king Wu Laogou heard Han Xu suddenly change the topic to the Nine-Child Mandarin Duck Serial Core, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Since Officer Cheng is the heir of the Cheng family in the north, I guess he has mentioned something to Officer Han, right?"

Wu Laogou said calmly, his eyes fell on the Nine-Child Mandarin Duck Serial Core in Han Xu's hand.

Han Xu had no choice but to continue, "Officer Cheng doesn't know much. He only said that this is a strange lock left by Wang Minghai in the Ming Dynasty, and then its whereabouts are unknown."

The thief king Wu Laogou nodded and said, "Well, does Officer Han know about Wang Minghai's past?"

"Wang Minghai was once the Minister of Works, but later he offended a big shot and ended up with his entire family being executed."

Wu Laogou shook his head when he heard this, "Not only that, all the past about Wang Minghai has been erased. Except for some unofficial records, there is no such person as Wang Minghai in the official history, even though he once became a senior official of the six ministries."

Han Xu secretly said, "No wonder I have never heard of such a person who was appointed as the Minister of Works by virtue of his lock-making skills. It turns out that everything has been erased!"

Official history has always been written by the victors, or the rulers!

To be more precise, it is distorted by them.

Many things were ruthlessly erased because they hindered the interests of the ruling class.

Not to mention a minister of industry, even a great figure who changed dynasties could be distorted and erased!

This is the inevitable process of historical development.

Wu Laogou nodded slightly, "In fact, there are not many stories about Wang Minghai among the people. Only people in our industry know a little bit about it. Ordinary people don't know it at all."

Han Xu was aroused by Wu Laogou, but he didn't say much. Instead, he showed enough patience and waited for the other party to continue talking!

Wu Laogou glanced at Han Xu again and smiled brightly, "But that was hundreds of years ago. I don't know how many generations it has been passed down. The version I have here may be completely different from the truth.

Seeing that Officer Han seems to be quite interested, I might as well talk about it."

Han Xu smiled awkwardly, "Thank you for your trouble, Master Wu."

Wu Laogou waved his hand and invited Han Xu to sit down without any hesitation. The two of them started to talk.

Of course, the topic still revolved around the nine-child mandarin duck chain core in Han Xu's hand!

"As for what happened back then, I heard about it from my grandfather when I was a child. The inheritance of our Wu family has always been a single-line inheritance, and it has been passed down to my grandfather's generation for the 33rd generation.

My grandfather said that he didn't know which of my great-grandfathers was an official under Lord Wang Minghai at that time. Of course, he was not a high-ranking official, otherwise he might have been implicated and ended up with his head and body separated.

There would be nothing for us, the younger generation, to do."

Wu Laogou is quite good at chatting and telling stories. He immediately brought Han Xu back to that special era when craftsmen entered the officialdom and enjoyed unlimited glory.

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Winter in the 21st year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty.

The snow came particularly late this year, which was not a good sign!

The first snow fell when the New Year was approaching.

However, the palace ushered in a new round of purges!

Although some time has passed since the assassination in mid-October, the storm has not stopped!

The news that the emperor was almost assassinated by a palace maid spread like wildfire. Even though the court kept silent, the news still came out.

This year was the year of Renyin, known in history as the "Renyin Palace Change"!

However, not many people knew the specific situation.

But after the palace change, a curfew was imposed throughout the capital, and anyone who stayed there for no reason would be killed without mercy!

Wu Shenyan got up from his bed early in the morning. It was too cold last night.

This year's salary was deducted by half because of the delay in the construction period last time.

Not to mention the charcoal fire for heating, now he can't even eat.

He is a minor official in the Ministry of Works, with no rank or grade. It is already very good to be able to eat in this world.

Not to mention getting married and having children, for him, it is simply like a fairy tale.

At present, being able to fill his stomach and not freezing to death is already a blessing from his ancestors.

After Wu Shenyan got up, he tightened his belt a few times, and then he was able to relieve his hunger.

Last night, he fell asleep accidentally because he was rushing to work. He woke up in the middle of the night and endured the cold and hunger.

He thought that he would get up early in the morning and ask the widow Wang next door for some food!

Wu Shenyan was the first clerk in the Ministry of Works to end up like this.

If he told others, it would be embarrassing for the Ministry of Works.

But he was just a clerk. Even if he died of starvation and cold in his doghouse, no one would come to collect his body.

Why should he care so much?

"Auntie Wang, it smells so good. What delicious food did you make over there?"

Wu Shenyan opened the door and a gust of cold wind blew in. He almost froze to death on the spot, but he smelled a familiar fragrance between his nose.

Needless to say, the widow Wang next door must be roasting sweet potatoes again.

Even a small official in the Ministry of Works like him had to starve, but the widow's family actually had surplus food. What a peaceful world!

Wu Shenyan shouted twice, but there was no movement over there.

But he couldn't stand the hunger, so he skillfully moved a wooden ladder that was about to fall apart and put it on the wall over there.

Fortunately, the wind and snow were not strong, and only a light layer of snow fell in the yard, which did not prevent Mr. Wu from having an affair.

However, just as Wu Shenyan stuck his head out, his eyes suddenly went dark, and there was a whistling sound in his ears, so he quickly tilted his head.

This time, he used too much force, and his thin body lost balance, and fell off the ladder.

Fortunately, Wu Shenyan had learned some kung fu when he was young, otherwise, he would have been hurt just by this blow!

Even so, his butt was still hurt, and he was about to swear.

But then he thought, the widow Wang next door is over 40 years old, although she still has charm, but she is just a peasant woman, and the strong wind that just hit her is obviously very strange.

Wu Shenyan quickly covered his mouth with both hands and looked back at the crooked old tree in the yard.

From this angle, you can see that a stone the size of a goose egg is deeply embedded in the trunk of the tree, and the remaining force has not dissipated, and the whole old tree is still shaking!

My goodness, this force is really scary!

Fortunately, I have a small head and I hid quickly, otherwise I would not be alive!

Wu Shenyan took a breath of cold air. Who would have thought that he would almost report to the King of Hell just after getting up.

When did the widow Wang next door become so powerful?

Or did someone break into the widow's house at night?

I clearly remember that I greeted the widow Wang when I came back last night.

If I was not busy with work, I would have run over to have a few drinks early in the morning.

Wu Shenyan thought of this and climbed up from the snow leisurely!

He wanted to see who dared to break into the widow's house at night!