Where can Wang Zixi still take care of Fu Yu's comfort, he is now hurriedly running outside the city gate, it turns out that Fu Cheng wants to create a chance for the two of them to meet alone, and by the way, the two of them are separated, so that Fu Cheng can face those sorrows alone, how can Wang Zixi bear it?

When he hurried outside the palace gate, the coffin containing Song Dusheng's body had been opened, Song Dusheng was still the same as before he died, and his still ruddy face even gave Wang Zixi the illusion of rereading life without death, but when he reached out to touch Song Dusheng's body, it was already cold and stiff, and there was no trace of temperature.

Song Dusheng had an arrow wound on his chest, and at this time, Song Dusheng's upper body was naked, and his lower body was wearing loose pants.

The location of the arrow wound is faintly black, and it seems that the poisoned arrow caused the death!

Fu Cheng only now showed despair and grief, and now this appearance is completely like the appearance of two different people from last night's light and cheerful smile and relief and comfort.

Fu Cheng hugged his head and cried, lying on the coffin and refusing to get up.

"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon's body, mourn and change, the deceased has passed away, and the living should continue to work hard to live, instead of staying in the past with grief and not being able to get out!"

Wang Zixi nodded, he felt that what Fu Yu said was very reasonable.

Fu Cheng didn't speak, he raised his head silently, the tears that he had time to wipe in the future still dripped on the mahogany of the coffin, and the tears on his cheeks were still dripping.

"Brother Huang, I'm really alone now!"

He raised his head, and those tearful eyes were like the little ass who followed behind his ass when he was a child, but the sadness in his eyes was not something that Fu Yu could understand.

Fu Yu stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, reached out and patted his back and comforted: "You still have me, you still have my brother, no matter what happens, I will definitely protect you!" ”

Wang Zixi also followed and patted Fu Cheng's shoulder: "Don't you still have me?" I can't do much useful work, but at least I'll be with you! ”

Fu Cheng snorted and raised his head, glanced at it, Wang Zixi said with some disgust: "I can't use you to accompany me, otherwise it's the imperial brother again, what if he is jealous?" You still think about it, when to quickly pack up your things and move back to the palace! ”

Wang Zixi's heart is a little warm, when this guy is sad now, he can still take into account the matter between him and Fu Yu, his heart is naturally warm, but Fu Cheng doesn't understand what he should think in his heart, Fu Cheng doesn't understand this problem between him and Fu Yu, it can't be solved by saying it, this gap between him and Fu Yu is not because of one thing, but there are too many problems that he has no choice but to face over the years, these problems are like stingers piercing his heart, The stingers could be removed, but the deadly toxins remained in his heart.

That's why he couldn't face Fu Yu directly.

"Your Majesty, you can't say that, I want to stay in the palace and stay with you for a few more days! And General Song's funeral also has to be dealt with, General Song has no other family members during his lifetime, he has sold his body, and his efforts in the palace have become a general step by step, there are no friends along the way, and there is no family to accompany him, since this is the case, then I still want to participate in his funeral, after all, I am also a friend of General Song, and I will talk about it after the funeral! ”

Wang Zixi's words were in Fu Cheng's heart, and he naturally knew that Song Dusheng had no family and no friends, and no one would participate in his injury, and no one would arrange it for him.

Fu Cheng naturally wanted to take this matter into his own hands, but Song Dusheng was a criminal minister, even if the criminal was killed on the battlefield in accordance with the national law, the funeral of the criminal minister could not be arranged by the royal family, and the funeral could only be undertaken by the family or friends of the criminal minister.

Wang Zixi said this because he wanted to handle the funeral for Song Dusheng, but he didn't say it directly, but asked Fu Yu to solve this problem.

"Since Song Dusheng has no friends and no family, the funeral can naturally be undertaken by us, after all, the emperor uses Song Dusheng so much, and the emperor is also a friend of Song Dusheng, and the third is that naturally the royal family has to come forward to hold a more decent funeral for him, so that the people will not be laughed at, saying that we are a royal family!" Fu Yu can be regarded as having acquiesced to Wang Zixi's words, and Wang Zixi nodded very happily.

"Then the funeral is scheduled to be held tomorrow, and this coffin will be placed in the temple outside the imperial city first, after all, if the coffin is placed in the palace, it is still not appropriate! Since Fu Yu said so, even if Fu Cheng was unhappy in his heart, he couldn't refute anything else on the surface, so he had to nod and agree.

The coffin containing the corpse was sent directly to the temple outside the imperial city by the soldiers, and Fu Yu returned to his own mansion under the pretext that it was getting late.

After Wang Zixi returned to the palace, he tossed and turned, thinking about it, he felt that he should take an autopsy to check the body, so thinking that he couldn't sleep well anymore, he couldn't even bury the body without dismantling it!

He wore a dark shirt, and now that it was cold in autumn, Wang Zixi put on a black cloak on his body, which wore a hat, he put the hat on, and then hurried to the palace hospital.

He felt that he would definitely arouse the suspicion of the people in the palace at such a first level, and he had to get one thing first, that is, the emperor's belongings should be accessories or the like, in order to prove that he had sealed the emperor's will and came to ask the medical officer to conduct an autopsy. Thinking like this, he walked towards Fu Cheng's bedroom, and after all, Fu Cheng should not have slept at this time, so he pretended to be with Fucheng Rock or something, and secretly stole the jade pendant on Fu Cheng's body.

But when he walked halfway there, he saw a person who was also wearing a black hooded cloak, because the night was thick, Wang Zixi couldn't see that person's face clearly, but Wang Zixi could be sure that this person was not tall!

Wang Zixi took out the dagger he had with him, and then followed closely behind the man, who I was heading towards where he lived.

Wang Zixi has been following that person for a long time, and that person seems to have noticed that he is following, Wang Zixi feels that there is no way to wait any longer, if he waits any longer, this person will definitely run away, thinking like this, he directly held the dagger and followed, he put the dagger against the back of the person, and said in a low voice: "Don't move, put down your weapon!" ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and when he heard Wang Zixi's voice, this person didn't seem to panic, but moved his shoulders as if relieved and took off his hat.

When that person turned around, Wang Zixi found that this person was actually Fu Cheng.

Wang Zixi hurriedly put away the knife in his hand and asked a little embarrassedly, "Where are you going?" Could it be that you are looking for me at my place? ”

Fu Cheng shook his head and pulled Wang Zixi, and hurriedly walked towards Xuanmen Pass, that is, the gate of the imperial city, and said as he walked: "I have a hunch that something is going to happen tonight, on the one hand, I am worried about Song Dusheng's body, and on the other hand, I have to be suspicious of the imperial brother now!" ”

Wang Zixi hesitated for a moment, Fu Cheng suspected Fu Yu at this time, it was normal for Fu Yu to suspect Fu Yu, after all, it was Fu Yu who advocated parking the corpse in the temple outside the imperial city, which sounded a little strange, after all, the emperor thought that Song Dusheng was about to go crazy, even if he put the corpse in the palace? It is the first time since ancient times that a body has been placed in a royal temple.

"I think there's still something wrong with this, so I've prepared some tools, let's go over and take a look! Would you like to come with me to see it? ”

Fu Cheng asked very politely, Wang Zixi had already gone out of the city to see, but now that Fu Cheng said this, he was naturally very willing.

"In that case, let's go!" Wang Zixi originally wanted to go to the forensic examiner, but since Fu Cheng said that he had prepared the tools for the autopsy, then he could only follow Fu Cheng closely.

The two of them secretly went out of the city to the temple outside, and Fu Cheng inquired about the old monk and asked him where his body was placed.

The old monk took them to one of the basements of the temple, where the bodies were placed.

Fu Cheng took out the silver needle bag from his cuff as if he was very professional, and then faced Song Dusheng, the abdomen was a needle, and this needle did not do anything to Song Dusheng.

But this time it was pulled out of Song Dusheng's body, and Wang Zixi and they still found the difference.

"That's not right! That's a bit weird! Wang Zixi looked at this body with a surprised expression, "According to common sense, if the blood in the body of a poisoned person should be black and red, but Song Dusheng's only chest position, and the middle position is black, look here!" ”

Wang Zixi took a knife and cut the wrist part of Song Dusheng, just cut a small slit, even if the body is now stiff and the blood is not smooth, but according to common sense, the color of the skin here after cutting should be dark black! But your skin is dark red when you cut it.

"Look at the silver needle taken out of Song Dusheng's chest, this silver needle has not changed color at all, which shows that the blood in Song Dusheng's body is not contaminated with toxic blood, but the fatal wound on Song Dusheng's chest is obviously an arrow wound in the chest, so his blood has not changed color, and it has not been detected that Song Dusheng is poisonous below the abdomen!"

Fu Cheng's face changed: "Wang Zixi, don't explain anymore, I understand what you mean!" ”

Wang Zixi pondered for a while, and said categorically: "I can conclude that someone murdered Song Dusheng, and then stabbed him in the chest with a poisonous arrow when he was still not dead on the way!" Then kill Song Dusheng, so that you can explain why the blood on the chest is black, but the blood on the other parts is red! ”

"How dare you decide?" Fu Cheng seems to disagree with Wang Zixi's statement.

Wang Zixi shook his head: "This matter is likely to be man-made, and the only one who really has the ability to do this is Fu Yu, could it be that Fu Yu sent someone to the border city to kill Song Dusheng, and then performed such a play?" ”

Fu Cheng began to ponder. After being silent for a while, he asked: "Actually, I haven't thought about what you think, but I don't dare to doubt the imperial brother, I think that although the imperial brother can do this, it is all calculated!" ”

"That's why I must know the truth, unless I'm dead and dead, I'll definitely find out!" Fu Cheng clenched his fists.