The foundation is invisible or touched, and it may not play any obvious role in daily life. It gives people a very mysterious feeling, but it can really determine a person's destiny at critical moments.

For example, Zhang Jiao didn't come from a political wealthy family in Yiyuan at this time, even if he was an ordinary local prominent family, grandfather and father, two generations, had a little fame in Kashgar.

After he participated in politics, he was elected as two or three members of the House of Representatives. After more than ten or twenty years, he gradually climbed to the position of Speaker.

It has maintained a good reputation among the people for a long time, and has a wide range of friendships and full of wings in the local political arena.

Then even if Yang Bingrui wanted to frame the case, he would never dare to take the lead. He would directly lead the way to "the murderer of the evil god believer".

Otherwise, even if the case is really done, there will be endless troubles. If it causes the traditional local political family to feel sad and cause backlash, it will be terrible.

How could it be like now? Although the unjust death of Zhang Jiao will cause a sensation in Kashgar, it is not up to you. As long as the limelight is over in a few weeks, no one will care about this old news anymore.

Things are over.

Zhang Jiao himself also understood this truth, thought about the way to break the deadlock, and finally nodded. Although it was already late at night, he still drove to his intellectual reserves in Yiyuan, the only member of the think tank, Han Ying's home.

Han Ying still reluctantly let him into his 'doghouse' this time, and said with a gloomy face: "Speaker Zhang, I didn't invite you this time.

It's already past 1 a.m...."

"Life and death are at stake, Consultant Han, don't complain so much." Zhang Jiao said with a serious expression: "I have something to discuss with you about my family and life.

I hope you can make inferences as soon as possible, please.”

Seeing the unprecedented solemn instructions from the boss who had the kindness of his knowing him, Han Ying stopped muttering, and his expression suddenly became extremely serious and said, "What's so serious?"

"Do you still remember coming to the office to find me three days ago, Yang Bingrui, the Inspector of Yiyuan National Public Security Department," Zhang Jiao took a deep breath and said carefully: "That guy's attitude towards me was very wrong at that time, so I asked a friend for a while.

He also spent a lot of money to hire a private detective to secretly investigate his purpose..."

"Does there be any private tutor in Yiyuan dare to investigate the people from the Public Safety Department?" Han Ying is a person with a strange mind. Although he knows that the matter is important, he still can't help but interject when he hears something illogical.

"As the saying goes, 'Man dies for money, birds die for food'," Zhang Jiao waved his hand and said, "Gold, silver, red, and human eyes, and wealth moves everyone's heart.

As long as the price is enough, let alone the detective of the Ministry of Public Security, even if the Zhengqing, who is in charge of the country, is there anyone who dares to make trouble on Tai Sui's head, right?"

"This is right, you can continue." Han Ying nodded.

"Don't interrupt, my thoughts are messed up," Zhang Jiao complained, and continued to ponder: "Anyway, after some inquiries, I got very bad news.

Yang Bingrui wanted to "yin" me, and falsely accused me of being a believer of evil gods in Nanyang, and came to Yiyuan to destroy with ulterior motives.

By chance, he became the deputy speaker of the Kashgar House, and used the longest curse technique used by cultists to assassinate the original Speaker Du, and took the opportunity to take the lead and intend to make a big vote."

"Yeah!" Han Ying was stunned for a moment when she heard this, looked Zhang Jiao up and down a few times, and said, "It's strange that Speaker Du is dead after such a speech.

Some time ago, I saw him running a "half-horse" on the news. He was obviously getting stronger, but suddenly..."

"Consultant Han, this matter is related to my life. Don't joke, okay?" Zhang Jiao interrupted angrily.

Han Ying waved his hand and said, "But do I really think Speaker Du's death is too coincidental? You are not really a cult believer, right?"

"Of course not!" Zhang Jiao roared like a rattle.

"What is the reason why Yang Bingrui plotted against you?" Han Ying then asked the key point, "Although you are a Nanyang refugee who has just arrived in Yiyuan for less than two years.

But it has already broken through a world.

He is the local speaker and is related to the "Guizang Yang Family" known as the invisible father's family of Yiyuan, as well as the famous Song family and the Li family.

Even if the Song and Li families only had a relationship with some direct descendants, it did not mean the entire family, but the 'Guizang Yang Family'... "

"The main reason why I am in trouble is that the 'Guizang Yang Family' is... " Zhang Jiao interrupted Han Ying with a wry smile and told all the information he had secretly followed Yang Bingrui to find.

Finally, he said: "Whether you want to show your kindness to your good friend who is about to become successful or plan to step on me, a persimmon that is neither soft nor hard, I think there is still room for dissolving it.

But it is really impossible to solve the problem of the highest level of Yiyuan political struggle.

You said, are you a man sitting at home? Disaster comes from heaven?"

After listening carefully to Zhang Jiao’s story, Han Ying sat on the ground as if he was tired of standing, and pondered: “This is really troublesome, but don’t panic.

There must be a way before the car arrives at the mountain, soldiers come to block the generals, and water comes to cover the soil. Since you know in advance that you will be plotted against someone, there will always be a solution."

"I have thought of the solution." Zhang Jiao sighed and said, "I don't know if it can be successful in implementation, so I came here overnight to let you deduce it."

"You won't plan to complain to the 'Guizang Yang' to solve this problem." Han Ying blurted out: "There is at least a 50% chance. Before Yang Bingrui could frame you, the head of the Yang family will secretly solve your disaster first."

When Zhang Jiao heard this, many old past events suddenly appeared in his heart. He thought about how vicious and cruel his mother, who took advantage of the collective rise of the Taoist variants of Wen Taoism, usurped the position of the Zhang family head of Changqiao, and finally took over the leadership of the Lu Yang Kingdom, and was rampant in Jiang Chu for a while.

His expression changed slightly, and he bit his back teeth and said, "Don't worry, I know more about the virtues of those who are in power in ancient tyrants than you.

I won't make this stupid one."

"That's good." Han Ying nodded and said, "Tell me what you do, I'll hear it?"

"My method comes from an entertainment gossip I watched a long time ago," Zhang Jiao cheered up his spirits, sat down on the ground, and said while thinking: "I can't remember it very clearly now, I just remember where to choose the beauty pageant.

In total, we have been elected for more than 30 sessions. The ones ahead rely on hype and spend money to support them to be elected. But in one session, the daughter of the richest man in that place was obviously elected.

Moreover, the girl is very beautiful and has a good temperament. Even if she chooses it, she is still very suitable, but she just failed.

It turned out that a blind girl participated in a beauty pageant. Although she looked average and dressed up in a simple manner, she aroused universal sympathy in society because of her tragic past experience and her unremitting struggle spirit.
Chapter completed!