Dali Siqing suddenly knelt next to King Mu with his robe: "Your Majesty, what King Mu said is extremely true, the mastermind behind this gossip really has a deep meaning, please allow Weichen to investigate this matter thoroughly!"

At that time, many ministers also came out in favor of King Mu's advice.

Yu Heng turned his head to look at the swaying Yu Lin, like a person who had already fallen into the ground, and smiled: "Second brother, when you mention the mastermind behind the anti-thief and the rumors, your face will be pale and cold sweat will break out on your forehead, isn't this a thief?"

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes swept towards him, and even the emperor's eyes on the dragon chair were staring straight at him.

The situation was quite terrifying, as if he had been tried by the king of Hades when he arrived in the underworld.

Yulin only felt that the world was spinning, his backbone was weak, and he almost fainted in front of everyone in the Jinluan Palace.

It's just that this faintness doesn't directly make him a thief?

"Father," King Jing reacted extremely quickly, kowtowing to the ground, "I'm just worried about the situation of Seventh Brother for the past few days and nights, which has caused physical discomfort, how can it be a thief in Seventh Brother's mouth......

He swore that if he didn't stab that Wang Hao to death with a sword when he went back, his name would be written upside down!

Fuck it, that person still dares to fuck him!

"King Mu, since you said that this matter may be related to the thief, I will hand over this case to you for thorough investigation. "The emperor waited for the seven princes to receive the decree, and instructed Dali Temple and Shuntianfu to assist King Mu with full powers.

It was early in the morning, and it was still snowing heavily outside the palace.

The courtiers came out of the hall of diligence one by one, and while going down the steps, they saw the king of Mu in front of them, and hurried over with their robes and saluted respectfully.

On foresight, on the eight sides of exquisiteness...... Among the princes, although King Mu is the youngest, he is also the most outstanding one!

Now that the East Palace is empty, since ancient times, the eldest and youngest have been orderly, and the eldest son has been abolished, and the turn comes and goes, isn't there the second prince and the seventh prince left the most hopeful?

But the gossip that the second prince passed on before...... I really don't want to mention it!

Naturally, King Mu has become a sweet spot in the eyes of everyone, and everyone has to show their faces in front of him.

sent a group of courtiers, Ning Mu passed by Yu Heng without a trace: "Sixth cousin, can you wake up?" Although this is a question, his tone is firm, if it is not for Ji Yunliu to wake up, I am afraid that the rumors here will spread that the sixth lady eloped with the little maid in the house, and it is estimated that King Mu will be indifferent.

"Hmm. Yu Heng responded, "An hour later, see you in Dali Temple." ”

After the words fell, he crossed Ning Muhua and walked straight forward.

In the eyes of others, Ning Shizi is just patting King Mu's ass like everyone else.

……

In Dali Temple, Chen Dede saw that King Mu was so dutiful, and he came over without even changing the official robe of the previous dynasty, and hurriedly went out of the palace to greet him.

The two sat in the side hall, waiting for the next person to serve tea, Dali Siqing knew what King Mu was doing here, asked each other about the safety of the six ladies, and got King Mu's sentence "Nothing, thank you for your concern", and no longer hidden, and directly told him what he had found out about his sleepless night in recent days.

"Your Highness, the lower official asked the household department to match the head, and found that the assassins who entered the Mu Wangfu three days ago were all some peasants from Zhuangzi in the west of the city. Chen Deyu asked the master Bo to present evidence, "These people have been in the Zhuangzi for several years, some have been in the Zhuangzi for seven or eight years, and some of the shorter ones have been three or four years, and a few of them have married and had children in the Zhuangzi, and the corpses were sent to the Zhuangzi at this time, and looking at the appearance of those women, they really didn't know that their husbands were actually assassins." ”

The Seventh Prince has always been thoughtful, but now when he heard Chen Deyu's words, he immediately knew what he meant: "What do you mean, someone has raised such a group of assassins in the capital like ordinary farmers for many years?"

So how many Zhuangzi are there like this, and how many ordinary people in the capital are anti-thieves?

Chen Deyu nodded, with a solemn expression: "Xia Guan also asked people to check the owner of this Zhuangzi, this Zhuangzi is a merchant in Beijing, owned by the Jia family, he said that he also likes that this Zhuangzi has a hot spring, which can produce some green melons and fruits in winter, and this Zhuangzi that he bought three years ago has always been peaceful......

"Who was the master of Zhuangzi before?" Yu Qi immediately asked again.

Obviously, this matter has also been verified by Dali Temple: "He is also a businessman, surnamed Huang, but his family has moved to Jiangxia three years ago, and the lower officials have asked people to go to Jiangxia overnight to bring the surnamed Huang Shangjia back to Beijing for interrogation." ”

Layer by layer, being able to place so many assassins in Beijing is by no means something that ordinary people can do in a short period of time, and even Chen Deyu feels that this case is very tricky.

But in a moment, Ning Muhua had also come over.

Lord Chen didn't mind that the dignified and majestic Dali Temple was regarded as a place of reception by the Seven Princes, and let people respectfully welcome Commander Ning in.

Ning Muhua glanced at Yu Heng, who was sitting on the chair contemplatively, and sat down directly on the side and said, "Your Highness knows that the identity of the assassin is a matter of the Zhuangzi peasant in the west of the city?"

"What did you find?" Yu Heng asked, "Qin Yuren said that the Taoist who took Zhang Shumin's body here last time was the Taoist who borrowed the locust tree in Jiangxia to make a living. ”

"Really?" Although Ning Muhua had such a guess, he couldn't help but be surprised when it was really confirmed.

Yu Heng nodded, and said what Qin Yu said, that person forcibly borrowed life, but he was afraid that the Taoist would not live for three years.

Ning Muhua was puzzled by this: "That Dao person can't live for three years, why doesn't he do what he wants to do in his heart, and chase after his sixth cousin?"

"Ji Liu has what that person wants......" Yu Heng said.

The Seven Princes didn't say anything, and Ning Shizi and Lord Chen didn't have the idea of breaking the casserole to ask the end, and the relationship between the Taoists was no different from them.

"I transferred the Seventh Master, your men and horses have been squatting around Qibo Mansion, but Qibo Mansion has been low-key recently, except for the daily necessities that will be delivered on time, they have never been in and out of the door in the past few days. ”

Ning Shizi took out the name of the shop where the melon and fruit carbon of Qibo Mansion was supplied recorded in the past few days from his sleeve.

"I've been to see the rest, none of them are in the name of Qibo Mansion, they are all ordinary shops in Beijing, only this Zhuangzi provides vegetables and fruits every day...... It was Huang Shangjia who went to Jiangxia, Huang Youwei. ”

Yu Heng picked up the shops on the top and looked at them one by one, and there was actually a family on the top that he was familiar with: "The Yu Embroidery Workshop has been measuring clothes for Qijue's Mansion recently?"

"Yes," Dali Temple knew about this, "Uncle Qi is famous for his love for his wife, and he will always ask people from the Yu Embroidery Workshop to customize his clothes for his wife every seven days." ”

When it comes to the topic of women's love for beauty, Lord Chen has to complain about more bitterness than lifting his head every day.

He is an official and poor, his sleeves are clean, and every day when he goes home, his daughter and his wife cry out what kind of new style the Yu embroidery workshop has, and how much silver is needed...... Alas, in short, it was five buckets of rice that killed him a three-grade Dali Temple Zhengqing!

If you don't raise your salary next year, go home to farm and support your mother!

Yu Heng looked at the name of the shop in the Yu Embroidery Workshop, and smiled slightly.

After the Jun family settled in Beijing, helped him take care of the things of Bashu and monopolized the embroidery fabrics of Shu, he directly ordered the entire Yu embroidery workshop at a high price, since the Yu embroidery workshop has to enter the Qibo Mansion every seven days, isn't it a good time to explore the mansion?2510