My father ordered me to kill the emperor, but His Majesty bestowed a princess upon me instead.

Yue Da disappeared before the refusing to send the page to Qingxia.

Bai Zhi combined the records from both sides.

The letter was refused and sent from Yong'an at 3:45 PM.

We traveled to the two mutual verification stations at Qingzhou and Qingxiakou.

The earliest we can reach Qingxia is noon the following day.

Yue Da left the recruitment camp at midnight that night.

The paper on the bed already had the following written on it:

The young master defied his father's orders.

Then we will offer it.

He knew in advance.

I didn't guess that I would disobey my father's orders.

It's about knowing in advance how to write the refusal page.

Ah Liu stared at the two time records.

"Young master."

"Um."

"Could Yue Da run faster than Xin?"

"He doesn't have four legs."

"Riding a horse?"

"How many fewer horses are available for recruitment?"

"One horse."

"It can run."

Bai Zhi said, "The problem isn't that he runs fast."

"The news arrived first."

She took out the draft of the page on which she refused to submit.

The official page was handwritten by me.

The draft was written in three versions.

The first version only wrote:

Shen An refused to carry out Shen Lie's order to kill the emperor.

The second edition added:

It's not because the emperor is innocent.

This feature is only available in the third edition.

Anyone carrying a decree to kill the monarch must also attach a letter of refusal.

Missing a page is considered concealment.

Yue Da's words on the bed were not directed at the final version.

It's the first edition.

The young master defied his father's orders.

Then we will offer it.

If he sees the full page of refusal, he should know that I will not allow anyone to carry the knife for me.

He only heard one sentence.

Shen An ignored Shen Lie's advice.

Someone deliberately cut out all the reasons that followed.

I asked, "Who saw the first version?"

Bai Zhi said, "Everyone in the hall."

"How many?"

Thirty-seven.

"Have you copied it?"

"There was no formal copying."

"Where's the waste paper?"

"I scrapped the first version."

She brought over the discarded draft.

The paper is still there.

No less.

But this doesn't prove that no one remembers it after watching it.

Thirty-seven people.

The emperor's men.

The father's man.

Jiangbei bears witness.

Clerk of the Imperial Secretariat.

Old granary officer.

There were also people who delivered water, added lights, and changed paper.

There's no need to steal paper.

Just hear one sentence.

When the postal messenger arrives and departs, there is no need to send out the entire page of refusal.

A word of advice is faster than a horse's.

Especially in the military.

Xu Sandao said:

"An urgent order has been sent from the southwest, with whistles flying overhead."

How fast?

"From Yong'an to Qingxia".

"Six hours."

Why does the mutual certificate exchange take a whole day?

"Mutual verification must be stopped."

"The whistle keeps flying."

"Who can use it?"

"General."

"I."

"Emergency intelligence officers of each battalion."

"Who used it this time?"

Xu Sandao looked at his father.

The father said, "Investigate."

He did not say that no one in the army dared to do so.

This is good.

The most useless phrase these days is, "My people won't."

The whistle report arrived quickly.

You hour on that day.

Yong'an sent an urgent message to Qingxia.

Sender:

Zhou Ding, the scribe of the Southwest Central Army.

Contents:

The young master has publicly refused his father's command.

The order to kill the lord has been temporarily lost, and a messenger has been dispatched.

Reasons for using the flying whistle:

To prevent the military from mistakenly following old orders.

It seems like a good thing after all.

First, inform the military.

Do not execute.

The problem is that the message only reached "refusing his father's command".

There was no mention of "not being allowed to serve in place of others".

There has been no further news of a formal refusal to accept the offer.

I asked, "Where is Zhou Ding?"

The father said, "You came to Yong'an with me yesterday."

Where are they?

Xu Sandao turned and left the hospital.

He returned a moment later.

"Missing".

No one in the room was surprised.

Disappearing at this time is perfectly logical.

Zhou Ding is thirty-six years old.

He served in the Southwest Central Military Office for eight years.

Responsible for registering urgent orders.

He did not directly lead the troops.

Military registration notes:

Qingxia local area.

Both parents have passed away.

He had no wife and no children.

Left arm was previously broken.

I asked, "How do they verify his identity in the military?"

The father said, "Bring Xu Sandao in."

I looked at Xu Sandao.

"Where can I find it?"

Nine years ago.

"Qingxia Outer Mountain Road."

"What was it called back then?"

"Zhou Ding".

Do you have a registered residence?

"Qingxia Old Village Register".

"Who recommended him?"

"Du Heng".

It's Du Heng again.

Gu Shisan might be Du Heng.

Chen Ping may have passed through Du Heng.

Another Du Heng is buried in the military cemetery.

Zhou Ding's current recommender is still Du Heng.

A dead person's name looks like a government seal.

Wherever proof is missing, just stamp it.

Xu Sandao's face was very ugly.

"I personally investigated Zhou Ding."

"What did you find?"

"Left arm was previously broken."

"Get to know Qingxia Mountain Road".

"The old method of recording in the Southwest Army."

"These prove he worked as a scout."

"The name cannot be proven."

Xu Sandao nodded.

"Yes."

The father asked, "Why did he let Yue Da go?"

No one can answer that.

Bai Zhi first checked the money.

The monthly salary paid by Zhou Ding was not high.

There are no family members.

All military salaries were deposited in the Qingxia Bank.

In eight years, he only took 170 taels.

The remaining silver will be transferred to the name of a dead person every three months.

Chen Ping.

It's that same identity hole again.

It's not a fixed person.

Who wants to use silver?

He then received it from Chen Ping's name.

Zhou Ding, along with the fake Wei Zhi, Lin Ping'an of the Imperial Clan Court, and the old pharmacy records of the Imperial Medical Academy, were all connected to the same network of money for the dead.

He may not belong to Wang Heng.

They may not have been directly ordered by Wang Song.

But he knew how the identity of a dead person worked.

They also know how to extract a false fate from a single truth.

Mother asked:

How many characters can Yue Da read?

Xu Sandao said, "I can write my own name."

"Did he write that line in bed?"

"The handwriting looks like that of a beginner."

Bai Zhi brought over Yue Da's fundraising notice.

The character "岳" was written very slowly.

Each stroke is separate.

The writing on the note on the bed was crooked.

But the character “奉” is written very smoothly.

A person who can only write their own name.

They won't suddenly become more familiar with the character "奉" than with their own name.

"The note was not written solely by Yue Da."

I said.

"Someone was holding his hand."

"Or have him trace it."

The father asked, "Does this prove he was forced?"

"cannot."

"It could also be voluntary."

"Ask again once you find it."

The emperor sat on the east side of the old granary.

After listening to the entire story, he said:

"Zhou Dingneng can use Shen Liefei's whistle."

"It can also disrupt Chen Ping's silver route."

"They are people shared by both sides."

The father said coldly:

"They're not one of my people."

The emperor said, "You served in your army for eight years."

"They are yours."

"Chen Ping has been in your palace for eleven years."

"Is he one of yours too?"

The two of them are about to start again.

The mother placed Zhou Dingjun's household registration page in the middle.

"Let's write now."

"Zhou Ding".

"live."

"Original name pending verification."

"He served in the Southwest Central Military Office for eight years."

"Sending incomplete or unauthorized messages is prohibited."

"It is related to the time of Yue Da's disappearance."

"He once worked for Chen Ping's Yinlu."

"Currently missing."

The emperor asked, "A wanted notice?"

"wanted."

The father said, "Treat him as an officer who deserts in the army."

"Don't write the escape order yet."

I said, "Just write 'not returned'."

"He might be in Yong'an."

Why?

"Yue Daruo is to carry out my orders."

"Our target is also Yong'an."

The emperor looked at me.

My father also looked at me.

It's rare for the two of them to understand this at the same time today.

Yue Da did not need to go to the capital to kill the emperor.

The emperor has already left the capital.

Shen Lie was also there.

Gu Qinghe was also there.

All those needed for future battle reports gathered at the Yong'an Old Warehouse.

Zhou Dingruo wanted to do something.

It's more convenient here than in the capital.

A person who voluntarily joined the army after being reinstated.

Wearing Shen Anqin's military uniform.

He was given the order to kill Shen Lie.

To assassinate the emperor in front of Gu Qinghe.

Whether it succeeds or not.

Each of them has a story that's easy to write.

The young master was controlled by the emperor and the princess.

Zhongjun followed his father's orders.

If Shen Lie were to save Yue Da, it would constitute treason.

If he were to kill Yue Da, he would personally kill the soldiers who were loyal to him.

If I were to stop it, it would be tantamount to abandoning my father for my sovereign.

If the mother intervenes, she will be portrayed as harming her husband and children on behalf of the emperor.

a knife.

It could cut the four of us in half.

Ah Liu whispered:

"Young master."

"Um."

"Could Yue Da really want to kill His Majesty?"

"have no idea."

"He used to only say he wanted food and a knife."

"I also said I wouldn't kill civilians."

"Your Majesty is not a commoner."

The emperor spoke from the side.

Ah Liu immediately lowered his head.

"That's not what I meant."

The emperor said, "I know."

He's been targeted for murder many times now.

His temper was even a little better than before.

I had someone retrieve Yue Da's list of departures and stays.

The only sentence he wrote voluntarily after returning to his hometown in Qingxia was:

I want to join the army.

I don't want to be a member of the royal guard.

It's not that I want to kill my father.

He wanted to join the army.

Ge Tong told him to practice for three months first.

Zhou Ding told him that the young master had refused his father's orders.

Someone needs to carry the knife for the young master.

There are many steps missing in the process.

But for someone who has just gotten their name back and is eager to prove themselves useful...

Maybe all he needs to do is tell him.

This is the first time you've truly chosen for yourself.

I asked my father:

Who is responsible for keeping the uniforms of the Qingxia Recruiting Battalion?

"Ge Tong."

"Where are Shen An's old uniforms?"

"Sealed in the Guiming Granary Certificate Vault."

How many keys?

"Three."

"One set is missing. Who opened it?"

Xu Sandao said, "There are no signs of unlocking in the vault."

Bai Zhi raised her head.

"It wasn't taken from the vault."

"And old clothes."

"where?"

"Of the 109 sets that Yan Xiaoyi intercepted from the old post station."

"Those that are damaged, stained with blood, or cannot be registered were not included in the name warehouse."

"Where to send it?"

"Yong'an".

Everyone looked toward the old warehouse.

Those old clothes are right here.

As fake military evidence in Jiangbei and Qingxia.

Yue Da may not have been dressed when he left Qingxia.

Yi might be waiting for him in Yong'an.

Zhou Ding may have arrived long ago.

I walked to the evidence storage room.

All three locks are present.

The wax seal is intact.

Bai Zhi glanced at it and said:

"The wax has been replaced."

"where?"

"The edges are too sharp."

"The old warehouse has been damp these past few days."

"The original wax should be whitish."

"All three are new wax."

The lock is closed.

The door may have been dismantled.

Yan Xiaoyi went around to the back of the warehouse.

There is a brick on the wall that is slightly darker in color.

Push away.

It's just big enough for one person to squeeze through.

The evidence archive is missing seven sets of old clothes belonging to Shen An's personal guards.

Not a set.

Yue Da was not alone.

A small piece of paper remained in the hole in the wall.

It says above:

Tonight at midnight.

Grain debt card.

Yue Da and his group were not planning an assassination.

They were prepared to do it where everyone could see them.

To carry out my orders.