The power of this slap was very great, and Jiang Zhenshan mobilized the seven life grids.

He is a cultivator of the Martial Gate Danmen, the Martial Sect has been cultivated to the peak of the Great Martial Master, and Zhao Xiuyuan, who has no cultivation, can bear this.

A dead head flew out of its neck and hit the courtyard wall.

The red blood contrasted sharply with the white wall, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.

The world is quiet.

Jiang Zhenshan's breath stagnated, took half a step back, and said with remorse:

"Damn, Wei Chen actually forgot that he didn't cultivate anymore...... It's all to blame for this son's treacherous and vicious mind, everyone wants to splash dirty water, and the harm to the micro-ministers is no longer serious! ”

No one responded to Jiang Zhenshan's words.

Compared with Jiang Zhenshan's rhetoric, they felt that Jiang Zhenshan was more like ...... Kill somebody to do away with a witness?

"Ahem." Song Santian coughed low and kicked Zhao Xiuyuan's henchman at his feet: "Prime Minister Jiang, what should these people do?" ”

"Move! All the little ones are recruited! The henchman knelt on the ground, his heart was like ashes: "It's all done by Zhao Xiuyuan!" ”

Zhao Xiuyuan is already dead, what else do they have to hold onto?

They just wish they didn't die!

"Come on, send them to the yamen to ask for guilt!" Jiang Zhenshan waved his hand, and the entourage outside the courtyard escorted Zhao Xiuyuan's henchmen away.

Before leaving, Jiang Zhenshan also emphasized:

"Let them confess their guilt, write clearly in black and white, don't miss any details, the scourge of the province has ruined the reputation of Old Prince Shen and the Third Prince of Song!"

After doing all this, Jiang Zhenshan bent down towards Old Prince Shen and Song Santian again: "I don't know how to do this, are you two satisfied?" ”

"If you are not satisfied, you have done it, ask this king what he has done!"

The old prince flicked his sleeves, picked up Shen Zichen, and left the Zhao Mansion.

His child was still young, and it was so bloody that he would have nightmares when he saw it.

Duan Ying's family also retreated with the old prince.

Zhao Xiuyuan is dead, and his henchmen have also been arrested, so it is really useless to stay here.

"Also, the matter of the yamen eating the confession letter submitted by the Leng Mansion should also be investigated." Song Santian opened his mouth coldly, as if he had no intention of saying:

"After the accident at Qiluo Restaurant, the Zhao family should have been investigated a long time ago, and I don't know which big official of Yan Country was colluded with, so he has been at large until now."

Jiang Zhenshan's expression was not the slightest bit unusual, and he said in a low voice: "Follow the orders of the third prince." ”

Song Santian walked out of the courtyard and walked around behind Leng Mingyue, the handsome uncle who was still serious and powerful just now, immediately became the second child of the dogleg shop.

"Miss Tang is early, have you eaten? Let me tell you, I have a particularly good idea about Wuwei Restaurant! ”

This kind of face change at the speed of light really frightened the rest of the people around, and the expressions of one or two were as if they had eaten flies.

I don't understand why the honorable third prince should be so polite to a commoner or a commoner without cultivation.

In addition, everyone is still a little envious of Leng Mingyue, why don't they have this blessing!

"This 'you' is exempt." Leng Mingyue rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, and looked at Song Santian out of the corner of her eyes:

"Come to Yanguo as the second junior of the running hall shop, the third prince is really leisurely."

Miss Tang laughed. Song Santian said with a serious face:

"Outside, I'm the third prince of Qingguo, but in the final analysis, I'm just the second shopkeeper of Wuwei Restaurant, and I'm your most loyal follower.

By the way, would you like to hear my thoughts? I think this can make Wuwei's business even more popular! ”

What is a prince and is it delicious?

Instead of competing for the throne with other brothers and sisters in Qingguo, isn't it fragrant to come to Wuwei Restaurant to run the hall? ?

Obviously, following Miss Tang is more promising, okay!