Red Heart Survey

Chapter 1383

Sleeping halls, study rooms, martial arts arenas, mourning halls, flower gardens, quiet rooms, and even hidden rooms with hidden doors...

The soul is like water, flowing back and forth.

The so-called "dwelling qi, nourishing the body", on the other hand, people will also affect the environment in which they live.

Observing the palace so carefully is also knowing Jiang Wuqi from another angle.

The clarity of the past and the sadness of today are all tied to one person.

One person, one life, one ray of spirit.

Jiang Wang observed very carefully. A peerless person like Jiang Wuqi who aims to understand the truth one step at a time must have his own unique understanding of this world. These cognitions may not be unified, but they must be worth understanding and learning.

The so-called "see the virtuous and think together, and see the unvirtuous and think introspection."

The process of further understanding Jiang Wuqi is also a process of self-enlightenment.

With the help of the red makeup mirror, Jiang Wang hardly missed any details.

I saw a lot of valuable information, but I couldn't find any information that might be related to the assassination of Concubine Lei Gui.

Looking at the two Qingpai captors who were still busy in front of him, Jiang Wang swallowed a sigh in his heart.

He understood that there was another possibility—maybe he had seen the corresponding clue, but he didn't know that it was related to the assassination of Concubine Lei.

After all, he only knew a few words about the big case in Yuanfeng's 38th year.

Who was involved, who was the most suspected back then, and why it became an unsolved case in the end... I don't know at all.

Maybe I don't know the clues in front of me. What I thought before was a little naive.

After all, there is a specialization in the art industry, and maybe we can only wait for the search results of Lin Youxie or Zheng Shangming...

Jiang Wang glanced aimlessly with the help of the red makeup mirror, his attention suddenly turned and fell on the screen wall in the front hall.

When Feng Gu sent him away that day, he stopped in front of this screen wall and said a few words. That was also the last exchange between Feng Gu and him.

At that time, Advisor Feng's first words were - "My lord, do you trust His Highness the Eleventh?"

Now that I think about it, does that question make any sense?

Could there be some hidden message where he stopped on purpose?

Since Feng Gu hoped that he would supervise the progress of the case in his suicide note, he should have left some clues for himself... just like the knife Lin Youxie received.

But Jiang Wang carefully recalled it many times, and never found anything special.

Feng Gu's words did reveal what he wanted to do, but he didn't mention any more specific details.

Jiang Wang has seen this screen wall several times in and out of the Changsheng Palace. On the back of the screen wall is a very delicate painting, and the right side is titled "Phase of All Living Beings".

The signature is "Longevity Palace Master".

Jiang Wuqi himself is proficient in calligraphy, painting, poetry and calligraphy, and left many calligraphy treasures in the palace. Jiang Wang has seen a lot, and although he knows it well, to be honest, his appreciation of these things is still at the level of applauding for the time being. It's hard to say exactly where it's good...

Therefore, when comparing the painting on the wall, I just glanced at it casually and didn't pay attention to it. Now cheer up and observe carefully, I can't help but be amazed.

In this picture, traffickers, pawns, princes and generals, thousands of people and faces, are all lifelike.

It also has carved railings and painted buildings, and there is a lot of traffic. There are distant mountains and black shadows, still waters running deep, flowers, birds and green trees, old men and urchins.

If you study it carefully, it is really "all living beings in one painting".

It's not just that people perform their duties, but also some stories happened in some places.

Playing around, hanging shoulders and shoulders, welcoming and sending...

For example, in the lower left corner of this mural, there is a well-dressed man with his left index finger gently pointing at his ear, and his right finger pointing at the paper on the table in front of him... Obviously, he is hard of hearing and wants to communicate with others.

And the man opposite him, with his head up and talking, was wearing patched clothes, his eyes were dull, and he was leaning on a blind stick in one hand. He was obviously visually impaired...

In the communication between the deaf and the blind, the former is gesticulating, while the latter is eloquent, which is really strange and strange.

For example, a farmer was walking on the bank of a river carrying dung, and the passers-by covered their noses one after another.

There was only one old fisherman who held his rod still and looked calm... Obviously his nose was broken.

Because of this lost sense of smell, he lost some excitement and avoided some troubles.

Such a variety, and so on.

Such a mural, the more you look at it, the more wonderful it becomes.

It's really wonderful everywhere, as if it has described "people" and "life" to the fullest.

Along the way, Jiang Wang has seen the majestic waves and the rippling breeze. He has seen a lot of people and knows a lot of people. Originally created the herringbone sword, see all living beings, evolve all living beings.

In just a few years after Chaofan, I have seen the wonderful things that many people have never seen in their lifetime.

But it's only "a few years" after all.

I never dared to say that this herringbone sword has been perfected, let alone that I have seen all the people in the world.

Looking at the painting carefully at this time is like going through the experience of the painter. In the world constructed by the painter, he has watched thousands of lives... It has been very rewarding.

Zheng Shangming, who was searching for the hidden records in every book with secret methods, suddenly turned his head in surprise, and already noticed the terrifying sword intent on Jiang Wang's body, which was hidden but not revealed, and had the power to destroy mountains.

He had known Jiang Wang's strength for a long time, and firmly believed that Jiang Qingyang was the number one pride of Qi.

After all, the lesson from the fight against Mashan was profound enough. Afterwards, Jiang Wang made rapid progress, and every time the record was reported, it was almost speechless, breaking the legend step by step and creating history.

But those achievements are far away after all.

Right now, right in front of his eyes, this man slammed a pestle at the door and stood there for a long time, would his swordsmanship improve?

This is the peerless genius?

In the past, there was Jiang Wuqi who suppressed his practice progress by drinking medicine, and later there was Jiang Qingyang who stood on the post for a while and realized the sword.

Zheng Shangming looked at the military classic "Nine Treatises on Pointing Generals and Eight Methods of Soldiers Selection" in his hand, and suddenly felt that life was boring.

If talent is compared to generals, I am afraid that people like Jiang Wangjiang and Jiang Wuqi are the generals of the first opinion, and I may be talking about five or six...

The weight of his gaze touched Jiang Wang in an instant, and he restrained his sword intent calmly, and temporarily let go of his observation of the "Picture of All Beings". He looked at Zheng Shangming and Lin Youxie, who was also surprised, and asked softly: " Got a clue?"

He almost sent a voice transmission to ask, but fortunately he was still awake and did not cause an embarrassing situation.

Zheng Shangming shook his head: "Feng Gu's death is full of doubts, and the clues are very scattered. Although some information has been collected, it is not sure whether it is useful, and we need to go back and compare the confession to be sure...Where is Deputy Envoy Lin?"

"It's about the same as you." Lin Youxie said calmly.

Zheng Shangming discussed and asked: "Then shall we go back first, or continue?"

Lin Youxie said: "Go back first, I'll try that bowl of medicinal soup."

The inspection of the medicinal soup must only be carried out in the inspection house. Lin Youxie said that he inspected it himself, and it is impossible without other people's supervision. Therefore, Zheng Shangming didn't care too much, and just carefully put the military classics in his hand back into the distance.

"Then let's go back first and come back tomorrow." He looked at Jiang Wang: "Sir Jiang, should we go back first, or go back to the inspection office with us? Now you have the right to inspect Feng Gu's body, investigate relevant files, and interrogate relevant personnel. "

Jiang Wang looked at these two people, completely unable to judge whether they got the clues they wanted...

That's good, so you don't have to worry about it.

"Let's go to the inspection office." He said.

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...

The carriage had already moved, and the palace door behind him was locked again.

The Longevity Palace fell into silence.

Jiang Wang was still thinking about the screen wall.

The location of this screen wall is not far from the gate of the Longevity Palace, and the mural was painted by Jiang Wuqi himself, so of course it can represent some of Jiang Wuqi's ideas, or tendencies.

Of course, it is easy to see the pattern of all living beings in one stroke.

But does this "portrait of all living beings" mean "seeing all beings and forgiving all beings"?

Or do we say "rule all living beings and know all living beings first"?

Does what the princes, generals, merchants, men, and pawns are going through represent Jiang Wuqi's views on the current situation?

Feng Gu stopped here at that time, is there any mystery?

In such a picture of thousands of people and faces, Jiang Wang silently recalled those portraits who stopped, observing what they were doing, in order to look for possible connections.

It's meticulous and lengthy work, and it's hard to get distracted.

The carriage stopped.

"Here we are." Zheng Shangming got out of the car first.

Lin Youxie followed closely behind.

The three people had their own concerns and did not communicate.

Jiang Wang followed them and walked into Beiya again.

Such a Yamen with great power occupies a very large area. Jiang Wang has been here several times, but what he sees is still insignificant, and he does not have a complete picture of the Beiya in his mind.

Today is the first time I saw the Beiya Prison——

An iron house stands on the bare flat ground, with no buildings around it, and the stone slabs are unobstructed. The iron house itself is just a place for guards to verify their identity, and the real prison is underground.

Zheng Shangming went to interrogate the maids and eunuchs in Changsheng Palace, and Lin Youxie went to check the bowl of medicinal soup first.

Jiang Wang didn't follow either, and went straight to the morgue.

There is a special morgue in Beiya, not far from the prison in Beiya...

Of course, it will inevitably give people some intimidation, as if they have been tortured in prison, they will be taken directly to the morgue.

But in fact, this kind of thing is relatively rare.

The Beiya has strict review procedures for killing people. Those who kill indiscriminately today will be prisoners of the Beiya tomorrow. Whoever kills without order will be held accountable.

Compared with the sky prison under the jurisdiction of the watchmen, the prison in Beiya is much gentler.

Those maids and eunuchs in Changsheng Palace are temporarily detained here only for the secrecy of the case. Once the case is closed, they can go out, so basically they will not suffer any harm.

Of course, there are also different levels inside the Beiya Prison, corresponding to different prisoners. The so-called "moderate" is only a relative term.

A dead person like Feng Gu is considered to be of a high rank in the Beiya morgue, and enjoys the quiet room all to himself.

There are special guards at the gate, and they are not allowed to enter or leave without the seal of the Beiya.

Even if Jiang Wang went in, there was a Beiya policeman accompanying him, silently standing in the room, and routinely supervised matters.

Under various measures, it is very difficult to tamper with Feng Gu's corpse. It's almost impossible to finish the trick without being discovered by those senior green cards.

A solitary sarcophagus stopped in the middle of the room.

This kind of spirit-stopping sarcophagus is very precious, and not everyone deserves it. The sarcophagus itself is engraved with patterns, which prevent the corpse from decomposing and preserve the state of death to the greatest extent.

So when Jiang Wang saw Feng Gu, the corpse hadn't had time to change.

The body is naked, and there are some very fine knife marks, which have been checked by the green cards countless times.

Jiang Wang recognized that some of them were left by Lin Youxie. He had seen Lin Youxie's autopsy with his own eyes and knew her unique technique.

He closed his eyes lightly, and when he opened them again, his left eye had already turned red.

In the state of the pupil of Qianyang, examine the corpse and capture the details...

The result is of course nothing.

No wounds other than the strangle marks on the neck were found, and no traces of anyone's hands and feet were found.

Jiang Wang didn't expect to find anything by himself. After the inspection, he secretly used the technique of reminiscence to see if he could reproduce Feng Gu's spiritual aura...

But he died completely, his soul was completely scattered, and there was no trace left.

Looking at Feng Gu's eyes that were still wide open after his death, Jiang Wang asked in his heart: "Do you know that what you want may never come true?"

There is of course no answer to this question.

Jiang Wang put away the pupil of Qianyang, turned and left.

The Qingpai policeman who accompanied Lord Jiang in for the autopsy was a middle-aged man in his forties.

It looks very restrained and reliable.

From beginning to end, they were silent.

Waiting for Jiang Wang to go out, he followed behind and walked out quickly.

When passing the sarcophagus, he stretched out his palm and quickly passed over Feng Gu's corpse, clenching his hand into a fist, as if he was grabbing something. Following Jiang Wang, he stepped out of the morgue, closed the door and locked it.

The whole process has no smoke and fire, and it is as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water...

It should not be discovered by anyone.

He has such confidence. He lowered his eyes low-key and said nothing.

But what he failed to see was...

Jiang Wang, who was walking out in the long corridor, flipped his left hand, and a small vanity mirror was quietly put back.

Jiang Wang covered the morgue with a red makeup mirror, in order to help him find possible clues. Look at it yourself, and check it again through the red makeup mirror.

I didn't expect to "see" this interesting scene.

Who is this green card police officer who is accompanying him?

What does the person want to do, what has he done?

Jiang Wang didn't think it was a routine inspection of the corpse by Beiya. If it was just an inspection, there was no need to do it so secretly, and it shouldn't even be hidden from Jiang Wang, the person who went to the autopsy.

Inspection without supervision is itself unfair.

Jiang Wang walked out calmly.

There is no need to expose it now. A person who came out to do things like this can easily be cut off from follow-up clues after being exposed. Second, even if he observed with the red makeup mirror, he still didn't find out what this man had done to Feng Gu's body. Even if there is a commotion now and this person is caught, they may not be able to hold the "stolen goods" and instead scare the snake away.

It's better to wait for the follow-up.

Following the rules, he signed and signed at the person in charge of the morgue, confirming that he had been to the morgue, and completed the inspection of Feng Gu's corpse.

before leaving.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Wang didn't look at the policeman who followed him into the morgue, but he had already firmly remembered the face of this person in his heart——

Thick eyebrows, deep eyes, big nose.

Eyes look mild. But that right hand was definitely the hand that had shredded many people.

Too stretched, yet too stable.

Two in one, see you tomorrow.