Chapter 66

Wu Hou personally ordered someone to tie up Wu Ciyou to Wuhuada. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wu Ciyou didn't resist either, he knew that he didn't die on the spot, it was Wu Hou who fought for him, since he didn't die, then everything still had a chance.

On the contrary, he was not in a hurry, he believed that his grandfather would do everything well.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, although I was a little blunt at the time, but he didn't die when I left, to be reasonable, you can't directly determine that he was killed by me, you still have to tell the evidence in everything." Wu Ciyou said to Chen Guang that things had taken a turn for the better, and his mind was alive. As long as it wasn't the prince who saw himself killing, then he could quibble, as for the other eyewitnesses? Hehe......

Chen Guang ignored him and said, "Since I am so sure, I naturally have my reasons, come with me, I will convince you." ā€

"Okay, if I don't go, I'm afraid everyone will think I'm a thief, I'll go with you, I'm not afraid of shadows." Wu Ciyou swore and said.

As soon as Chen Guang heard it, I wiped it, what I said, it seems that I was wrong, how can I do this, my protagonist's aura is almost extinguished, hey.

"Don't be blind, whether you killed the person or not, my father will naturally adjudicate, what you say is useless. Walk. "Chen Guang doesn't want to stay here any longer, otherwise I don't know what this guy Wu Ciyou will say.

came out with people, but only Wu Yong was waiting outside, and Chen Guang learned from Wu Yong that the fat man had slipped away first.

Chen Guang didn't say anything, after all, the fat man and this Wu Ciyou knew each other, and as soon as the two of them met each other, even fools knew that the fat man must have told the secret.

His grandson was taken away, and Wuhou's birthday banquet couldn't be played, but fortunately, Chen Guang gave Wuhou face, and now that the process of birthday worship and dinner has been completed, it doesn't seem to be an embarrassing thing to disperse. But in general, it can be regarded as a ride on the occasion and a failure to return.

After sending off the guests, Wu Hou returned home, sat down in the pavilion in the courtyard, slapped the stone table with his big hand, and said angrily: "How can this be reasonable, it is simply unreasonable." ā€

For him, what happened today was to slap him in the face alive and make a crackling sound.

A chubby guy came over, brought a pot of tea, frowned slightly, and said, "Master, what's wrong?" ā€

His name is Lan Jue, and Lan is a rare surname. The most famous person surnamed Lan in history may be Lan Yu, and the reason why he is famous is mainly because he was killed, and many people were killed.

Lan Jue is Wuhou's personal think tank, and he is also the chief manager of the entire Wuhou Mansion.

With such a big banquet, he was so busy with so many things that he flew up, so naturally he didn't have time to pay attention to what was happening inside, so he didn't know why Wuhou was angry. For him, today's processes have been successfully completed, and Wuhou should be happy.

Wuhou gritted his teeth and said, "The prince is simply too deceitful. ā€

"In front of me, at my birthday ceremony, he wanted to kill my grandson."

"Dig a pit for me to jump."

There was still half a sentence he didn't say - I really jumped in.

The reason for his anger should be the last half of the sentence.

After his illogical description, the clever Lan Jue pieced together the ins and outs of the entire incident on his own.

He understood why Wuhou was angry and what Wuhou wanted to do next.

"I'll contact these guests this time later, and invite them to jointly write a letter to protect the little marquis."

"I'm going to bring some gifts to visit the Ministry of Criminal Affairs this evening."

"I immediately sent someone to the deceased's home to investigate the truth of the matter."

The so-called investigation of the truth, but killing people and killing people, this is all a routine that has been played over the years, there is no need to say too much, in a word, everyone understands.

Wu Hou didn't seem to have much strength anymore, he lay on the table and said softly, "Go ahead and do it." ā€

Lan Jue nodded slightly: "Yes." Then he beckoned to the two maids in the distance: "Come here, help the master to the room to rest." ā€

Walking out of Wuhou Mansion, as soon as the cold wind blew outside, Lan couldn't help but tighten the clothes on his body, shook his head, and said softly: "This is going to change the sky, and I don't know if it will become warmer and colder in the future." ā€

The carriage made all the way back to the East Palace. In the carriage, Chen Guang and Wu Ciyou sat side by side.

Wu Ciyou didn't speak, and even closed his eyes and leaned on a nap.

Chen Guang just slowly wiped his sword, which seemed to be colder than the weather outside.

Now there is no one to stop him, and if he goes directly with a sword, Wu Ciyou will die.

But he won't stab the sword.

He wanted Chen Ang to give the order.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the East Palace, the curtain was lifted, and Chen Guang pushed Wu Ciyou down.

Wu Ciyou found out that he had actually arrived at the East Palace, and immediately shouted loudly.

"How did you bring me here? Shouldn't it be a prison for the Criminal Department? ā€

Chen Guang sneered: "The prison of the Criminal Department? You want to go, but I don't want you to go, don't ask why, Prince Ben is happy. ā€

Wu Ciyou stiffened his neck and said, "You are not in accordance with the rules!" ā€

"Rules? You're telling me the rules? The law still says that murder pays for life, so why don't you die? Chen Guang sneered.

The so-called law is nothing but a golden hoop put on by the privileged class for ordinary people in order to protect their own interests, and privilege has always been above the law. And as the second-in-command in the privileged class, Chen Guang is naturally more qualified to break away from the law than a guy like Wu Ciyou.

Wu Ciyou snorted, and Chen Guang said to Wu Yong: "Go find a small black room and lock it up, you will personally guard it, and no one will be allowed to approach without my order." ā€

"Yes." Wu Yong agreed and took Wu Ciyou away. Wu Ciyou felt that something was wrong, and he was a little panicked, and he regretted coming here. But it's too late, he's already in the East Palace, so it's not like he can do whatever he wants.

Seeing that Wu Ciyou was reluctantly sent into the small black room by Wu Yongjiao, Chen Guang said disdainfully: "Fight with me? It's not enough for you to come with your grandfather. ā€

He no longer cares about Wu Ciyou, for him, Wu Ciyou is already a dying person.

At the same time, Ah Fu's home.

A one-eyed man in black, with a knife in his hand, kicked open the door of Ah Fu's house.

Behind him, followed by twenty men with fierce gods.

The courtyard is holding a funeral, mourning and music are continuous, the yard is full of spirit flags, and paper money is flying in the autumn wind.

The one-eyed man in black rushed in with someone and shouted: "If you don't leave one, kill." (To be continued.) )