Chapter 15 The intervention of Dali Temple
The Royal Palace, the Imperial Study.
Qin Tianlong, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was listening to the report of the middle-aged man with a beautiful face and a majestic and righteous face in front of him.
"Are you sure that the people who disappeared in the Ministry of Servants' Mansion were all hurt by someone?"
After a moment of silence, Qin Tianlong's voice was cold.
The cold face was full of majesty.
The man in front of him was Dali Siqing, Jing Su, and Zheng Erpin officials.
"Back to Your Majesty, the minister is very sure! Although the attacker had removed the corpse and the blood that had spilled out, the minister still noticed something unusual. ”
Jing Su told the truth.
"What do you think, who is so quietly destroying so many people in the Minister's Mansion?"
"Wechen is ashamed, I really can't guess who did it."
Jing Su lowered his head even more.
"Do you think it's possible that the blood was the doing? can make so many people disappear mysteriously, and no one has noticed it, in this world, only this killer organization has the ability. ”
"It's unlikely."
Jing Su shook his head slightly, and continued: "Although the Blood Demon has the ability to make people disappear mysteriously, Kechen doesn't think it was the Blood Demon who did it. ”
Bloodevil is an extremely mysterious killer organization, and its strength is very powerful.
As long as you have money, even if it is the emperor of the Seven Dynasties, they can still take down their heads.
Even if it is the five major sects, they still collect money to do things, and go to the five major sects to kill the target.
But he didn't think that the people who disappeared from the Ministry of Servants would be the result of "blood".
"Tell me what you think."
Qin Tianlong's face was flat, and his eyes were not shocked.
"The people who disappeared from the Servant Mansion are all inconsequential subordinates, and there is no need for the killer organization of the Blood Demon to do it."
"But how can we explain their mysterious disappearance?"
"Please forgive Your Majesty, this incident is still under investigation, and the minister does not dare to make a conclusion."
Jing Su lowered his head, for fear that the emperor would be angry.
"If you continue to investigate, you must find out who dares to kill people under my nose."
Qin Tianlong's face gradually turned cold, and the coldness revealed in his eyes was enough to turn a person into an ice sculpture.
"No!"
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Chenwang's Mansion.
Just as Qin Chen was practicing swordsmanship in the forest.
Wang Jingzhou walked quickly from a distance.
"Lord Wang, the latest news."
"Speak."
In response, Qin Chen continued to practice swordsmanship.
At this moment, he is holding a snow-white sword.
The blade of the sword emitted cyan sword light, and countless sword qi surrounded his body, moving quickly with his steps.
Soaring like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon.
Powerful swordsmanship, simply exquisite!
"Just last night, a full hundred and three people disappeared from the Ministry of Servants' Mansion, and the matter was transferred to Dali Temple for handling."
"Can you find out who disappeared?"
Qin Chen didn't seem to care much about the people who disappeared from the Mansion of the Servant of the Ministry of Officials, and continued to practice swordsmanship.
"Since this matter has fallen into the hands of Dali Temple, we can't find out who disappeared for the time being."
"Use the dark night in the Minister's Mansion to check and see who disappeared last night?"
Qin Chen gave an order with a cold face.
"No!"
Wang Jingzhou bowed and turned to leave.
Time flies.
It was five days later in the night.
Zongren's House.
Qin Lang, who was lying on the bamboo couch on his side, pressed his right hand on his temple, and then contacted Guo Jia through telepathy.
"His Royal Highness the Prince, I don't know if you are in contact, but what do you command?"
"Lone contacted you to tell you that tomorrow morning, Lone will let you leave the Qiankun Realm."
"Your Highness, I don't know what is the identity of the imperial city that you arranged for your subordinates to enter?"
"The teacher of Qin Xi, the daughter of the king of Pingyang."
"The daughter of the King of Pingyang?"
Guo Jia was stunned, a little confused.
Qin Lang didn't explain too much, and said: "Tomorrow at noon, when you come to the South City Gate, Chen Li, the housekeeper of the Pingyang Palace, will be waiting for you there, and by the way, he will bring you into the Pingyang Palace, and arrange a check-in certificate for you to ensure that you can stay in the Imperial City for a long time." ”
"No!"
Cutting off contact, Qin Lang looked pensive.
Originally, he wanted to kill the other members of the "Night".
But when I think of Qin Tianyuan's story today, "Dali Temple" has been investigating the disappearance of the population.
He chose to give up.
In the past few days, he has killed many traitors. Now you need to take a break so as not to find yourself out.
Even if there is no evidence to prove that it was their own doing, some people will use this as an excuse to make themselves step down.
After all, if you don't lose the position of the crown prince, the princes who have been canonized as princes will not have the right to compete for the position of prince.
"Alas! This crown prince is really a flower! As long as it's a bee, they want to come and take possession. ”
Qin Lang looked up to the sky and sighed.
After sitting up, he sat cross-legged, quietly cultivated the "Human Emperor Sutra", and silently improved his cultivation!
Although the aura of heaven and earth contained in the "Zongren Mansion" is not thick, it is at least much better than the outside.
With the "Human Emperor Sutra" running in his body, the aura of heaven and earth in all directions began to converge and burrow into his body from different places.
Before you know it, it's the second half of the night.
Qin Lang, who was closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.
muttered: "With such cultivation, the cultivation improvement is still a little too slow!" If only there was a separate training room! ”
The "Zongren Mansion" also has cultivation rooms, and there are quite a few of them.
However, these cultivation rooms are all for the members of the "Zongren Mansion" to cultivate.
As a grounded prince, he couldn't use those cultivation rooms at all.
Of course, the room where you are located can be cultivated.
But it's not safe, and it's not absolutely safe.
If someone comes to disturb you and causes you to interrupt your cultivation, you will definitely suffer backlash.
Time flies, and the next day is coming in a blink of an eye.
Qin Lang, who was wearing a thin shirt and standing on the lawn, was practicing boxing at the moment.
Suddenly, Qin Lang threw a punch in the air with his right hand.
The fist is domineering, fierce and indestructible.
"Bang!"
At the same time, there was a sound of breaking wind.
The left hand blasted out a punch, domineering and unmatched, fast as lightning!
Just when Qin Lang was immersed in boxing, Qin Tianyuan walked over with his daughter Qin Xi in his arms.
The father and daughter didn't bother, just stood not far away and watched.
After finishing a set of punches, Qin Lang withdrew his hand.
As soon as his right hand stretched out, his five fingers formed claws, and a suction force appeared, and the white towel in the distance was instantly sucked into his hand.
Wiping the sweat on his face, Qin Lang walked towards Qin Tianyuan and Qin Xi's father and daughter with a smile on his face.
"Xi'er, did you sleep well last night?"
"Hmm!"
Qin Xi's little head tapped slightly, and he always maintained a sweet smile on his face.
"Your Royal Highness the Prince, can you not touch Xi'er's head with your sweaty hands."
Seeing Qin Lang reaching out to touch his daughter Qin Xi's head, Qin Tianyuan subconsciously hugged his daughter and took a step back.
"Uh~"
After being stunned for a moment, Qin Lang laughed awkwardly.
"Hahaha! Uncle Huang, you and Xi'er go to the pavilion to sit down for a while, and then come to you after washing up. ”
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