Chapter Seventeen: Investigating the Case

  "Yes," Menduo knew what he meant and hastily said: "Mr. Yang, rest assured, if Little Zhang can't handle it, then no one here can."

  The endurance of the Embroidered Uniform Guard was still known to Yang Huan. During the Hongwu period, what high-ranking officials did at night when they returned home, whether it was playing cards or writing poetry, or engaging in some improper behavior, the emperor was very clear about. The Embroidered Uniform Guard had developed for nearly a hundred years, with a large organization and endless means of espionage and surveillance, making it impossible to guard against.

  It can be said that Da Ming can only have cases where Jin Yiwei wants or doesn't want to investigate, but there are no cases that cannot be investigated.

  Since Mendan attaches so much importance to this young man in front of him, it seems that there is indeed something worth learning from him. Thinking of this, Yang Huan's anger subsided.

  He stood up and said with a sigh: "Then, let Zhang School Lieutenant take charge of handling the matter, how is it?"

  "Yes, I'll go to Old Master Yang's residence right away to take a look," replied Zhang Jiamu.

  "Alright, this matter has been weighing on my mind for too long, if..." Yang Huan's words trailed off, and he didn't finish what he was going to say. He just nodded and took the lead in walking away.

  His words were not spoken, but the meaning was very clear. If Zhang Jiamu couldn't find anything out, he would have to resign and leave. Otherwise, when someone came up with evidence to impeach him, it would be even more embarrassing.

  Yang Huan went first, to the Yang Mansion to investigate the case. The door reached this hundred households also had to go. This is a special imperial case, and many ministers are waiting for news. If this brocade-clad hundred households does not do his job conscientiously, great disaster will be imminent!

  Menda changed clothes while looking at Zhang Jiamu's expressionless face, but in her heart, she felt a wave of fear.

  This matter seems a bit too casual...

  The Emperor entrusted Wang Ji to handle this matter, and Wang Ji entrusted him again. He then passed the burden of a thousand catties to this young man in front of him. If it's not done well, even if the Emperor can't save face, at most, he'll be fined, which is already considered a severe punishment. But what about him? He can't bear it! He couldn't help but speak up: "Jiamu, this matter has too great an impact, do you have confidence in handling it?"

  "Damn it," Zhang Jiamu thought to himself: "It's as if I'm doing this on purpose!"

  But he could only swallow these words, and after some thought, he slowly said: "Sir, if you want to do a good job, there are many seniors in the Wei who are more skilled than me."

  "But," he continued, "if it's a matter of investigating every thread and tracing everything clearly, I think my humble self won't be inferior to anyone."

  The last fishing incident gave him a lot of confidence, the ancient people were not inferior to the later generations, in terms of cruelty and cunning, there were many people stronger than him in Jin Yiwei.

  But in terms of scattered thinking, logical reasoning and historical sedimentation, Zhang Mouren is also the first person in Jin Yiwei.

  This case of lightning strike also has some room for consideration.

  Of course, the case assigned by the Emperor is because there are places that cannot be convinced, otherwise, if there are no doubts, what's the point of investigating?

  Meng Da was overjoyed: "Great, you're confident, that's the best."

  He suddenly asked: "What is your relationship with Hatoon?"

  "How did you suddenly ask about Ha Ming?" Zhang Jiamu didn't have time to think carefully, and truthfully replied: "Ha Shifu is my riding and shooting instructor, he taught me how to ride a horse and shoot an arrow since I was young, later when the Taishang Emperor went on a northern expedition, we lost contact."

  "Oh," Mendan suddenly realized, looking at Zhang Jiamu a few more times, said: "Ha Tong is a good person, and our relationship is also very good..."

  He said this much and wanted to say more but stopped himself. Finally, he couldn't help but laugh and say: "However, Jiamu, you have a noble person backing you up!"

  Zhang Jiamu's mind was racing extremely fast, saying Ha Ming, Ha Ming is just a translator, Yuan Baihu is only an unemployed and unranked trial hundred households, Wang Ji old master has only met once, of course, it's not them.

  Uncle Xu is winning? Don't be kidding...

  Then, it was Li Chun, the commander of the Imperial Guard.

  Bai Hu is a sixth-grade official, and the commander of the Imperial Guard is already a high-ranking military officer of the third grade. Moreover, Li Chunfeng is cautious and careful in his work, and there are rumors that he may be promoted to Deputy Commander-in-Chief, which would make him a second-grade official with a much higher status than Mendan.

  But what kind of person Li Chun is, Zhang Jiamu has no idea at all. How to choose, he understands very well in his heart.

  He quickly replied, "It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning as friendship, and we've never had any dealings before. Sir, I think Commander Li is just returning me a favor, my future prospects are still in your hands!"

  Meng Da was indeed very happy, but he shook his head repeatedly and said in a mysterious tone: "It's not like that, kid, your luck is really good!"

  He also said: "Good luck, it's also your skill, Long Street Ding Ma, if I changed, it would definitely not work, haha."

  Zhang Jiamu was spoken of by him as being shrouded in mist, and the doorman's appearance must not be discussed with him in detail. He just smiled along, his mind turning to the matter at Yang Huan's house again.

  Menda changed into good clothes and went out with Zhang Jiamu. The Jin Yi Wei guards waiting outside gathered around, standing at attention.

  Menda shouted at a small flag officer: "Come on, bring over what you've investigated in the past few days!"

  Although somewhat reluctantly, the small flag officer still handed over the rolled-up documents in his hand to Zhang Jiamu.

  These past few days, Menduo has taken control of everyone in the Yang household from top to bottom. Not even a dog can think about taking one step out of the main gate. The backgrounds of all the servants have been thoroughly investigated, and even the ancestors of each person for three generations have been researched.

  Don't think that only later generations investigating cases would have such methods. When the Embroidered Uniform Guard starts handling a case, not only are they ruthless and swift, but also meticulous and without loopholes. Looking at the thick stack of files in their hands, on top of which is written in small characters with a brush: "Confidential", densely packed with the initial oral confessions of the people involved, and roughly eliminating some names that don't need to be investigated further.

  The Yang household consists of 43 people: 27 males and 26 females. The family has 7 members, including the master, and 36 servants. Four of them are over 60 years old, including Yang's father. Nine of them are under 12 years old, including a pair of children belonging to Mr. Yang.

  The list of my relatives and friends, social connections, and people I've recently been in contact with were all thoroughly investigated, every single word was written down meticulously.

  Too delicate!

  It wasn't until now that Zhang Jiamu felt truly afraid from the bottom of his heart. No wonder people in the Ming Dynasty regarded the Embroidered Uniform Guard as tigers and wolves, mentioning them would make their hearts skip a beat, they hated to even mention them, let alone get close to them. The organization's structure and operation had become extremely mature, plus its unlimited power to enforce the law and those cruel punishments that made people turn pale at the mere mention of them, even someone like Zhang Jiamu who was an insider in the Embroidered Uniform Guard couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, his reverence for the organization grew!

  This is a mix of the FBI and CIA hundreds of years ahead of time...

  He flipped through the files, Mendai was quietly waiting on one side, and the Yang Mansion had already sent people to surround them, not afraid of anyone making trouble.

  In Mendafu's mansion, the school lieutenant stood like a tiger and wolf on both sides, waiting for Zhang Jiamu to finish speaking.

  Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiamu looked carefully and after finishing, he didn't say a word. He just let out a sigh and said to the door guard: "Sir, let's go take a look at Yang Fu first."

  "Alright!"

  Menda felt a little disappointed in his heart, but still waved his hand and ordered: "Depart, go to Yang Ge's mansion!"

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