When Chopping Wind came out of the dungeon, he saw Chopping Cloud with a smirk on his face, his face showed a little disgust, and he stepped forward and slapped him.

"What are you giggling at here!"

Hearing this, Cho Yun waved his hand at him, "You don't understand, the iron tree of the prince is finally about to bloom!" ”

Chopping Feng, who had just finished dealing with the troublesome matter of the Yan family, really couldn't understand what Chopyun was thinking in his head, so he shook his head and walked away with a helpless sigh.

Looking at his back, Qiyun felt that such a good thing was really panicked by no one to share, so he quickly chased after him, "I saw with my own eyes just now, the prince is different from others to Miss Jiang after all, I'm afraid it won't be long before there will be one more hostess in our palace." ”

Chopping Yun's excited voice came from afar, but Chopping Wind didn't believe it at all, and the two of them chased me all the way and disappeared.

After Pei Zheng returned to the room, the Marquis of Dingguo was already waiting here, and when he saw that Pei Zheng was safe and sound, he let go of his heart.

"Have all the people in the Yan family been arrested?" Dingguohou walked two steps quickly to meet him.

Pei Zheng nodded lightly and sat down at the table.

"Great!" Dingguohou didn't expect that this time things would go so smoothly, and his eyes welled up with a little excitement.

"Then you should report this matter to Your Majesty as soon as possible, so that we can return to Beijing as soon as possible."

At this time, Jiang Mingzhi chased after him from behind, and he didn't care about talking to the two, so he poured himself a glass of water and drank it all.

"It's not easy to come to Lingcheng, and leave when the business is done, isn't it too much of a loss."

"What do you want to do?" Pei Zheng didn't expect Jiang Mingzhi to want to leave, so he blurted out subconsciously.

Jiang Mingzhi thought about it carefully, and Lingcheng didn't seem to have much fun, so he stummed his mouth.

Pei Zheng saw that Jiang Mingzhi had gained a rare amount of popularity, and said quietly, "I think that the Lingcheng murder demon case is not over. ”

As soon as these words came out, the other two widened their eyes, not understanding what Pei Zheng meant by the fact that everyone in the Yan family had already arrived in the dungeon.

Pei Zheng took out a letter from his arms and put it on the table, "In order to make Yan Kang's strange illness better, the Yan family should be looking for a warlock to do spells for Yan Kang." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Mingzhi opened the envelope on the table, and after seeing the contents inside, Jiang Mingzhi's face sank, "The Yan family is so bold!" ”

The Marquis of Dingguo doesn't have to look at it, and he knows what Pei Zheng said, it should be eight or nine and ten.

"The Yan family has been in the mausoleum for too long, I'm afraid they have long forgotten their majesty who is far away in the capital!"

Looking at the angry appearance of the Marquis of Dingguo, Jiang Mingzhi's eyes rolled to look at Pei Zheng, "Your Excellency will definitely tell Your Majesty the truth about the matter here, right?" ”

Pei Zheng met Jiang Mingzhi's gaze, knowing that she was afraid that she had misunderstood something, so he bowed his head slightly and said no more.

Jiang Mingzhi had heard more than once in Yan Lili's mouth that the relationship between their Yan family and the queen was extraordinary, and it would be understandable if Pei Zheng wanted to deliberately hide something because of this matter, but Jiang Mingzhi just didn't want this kind of thing to be suppressed.

But Jiang Mingzhi also knew that she couldn't control Pei Zheng's thoughts, so she only arched her hand and turned around and retreated.

Pei Zheng looked at her back and instructed the Marquis of Dingguo to bring him a pen and paper and write down the events that happened in Lingcheng truthfully.

"My lord, just by virtue of a letter, you decided that the Yan family was implicated in other countries?"

After reading Pei Zheng's letter while grinding, Dingguohou couldn't help but ask.

"It's just speculation." Pei Zheng calmly put down the brush in his hand and handed the envelope to Chopfeng.

It was clear that the Marquis of Dingguo and Pei Zheng participated in the whole process of killing demons in Lingcheng together, but he didn't have any feelings about the other actions of the Yan Mansion.

"Tomorrow, you will take someone to the study of the Yan Mansion to search carefully, if you guess well, you should have something to gain tomorrow."

Hearing this, Dingguo Hou nodded, bowed to Pei Zheng and saluted before retreating

Pei Zheng didn't pay much attention to the letter sent back to the capital, his attention was all on the witchcraft of Southern Xinjiang, a small Yan family in the mausoleum, where did he have the opportunity to know about witchcraft in Southern Xinjiang.

The night was silent, but Pei Zheng was not sleepy, and his fingertips groped for the wrench on his thumb and fell into deep thought.

The reason why he wrote this matter into the letter was that on the one hand, there was a sense of temptation, and on the other hand, he wanted to find out the matter thoroughly!

Everything, just wait for the results of the Dingguo Hou side to come out tomorrow, and then you can move on to the next step.

In the early morning of the next day, the Marquis of Dingguo took people to Yan's mansion early in the morning, and the people were already surprised by this matter, and they also acquiesced in their hearts that the murderer was from the Yan family, and for a while the Yan family shouted and beaten.

After carefully searching here after Pei Zheng's order, the Marquis of Dingguo really taught him to find a few letters, but he couldn't read the content of the letters, so he could only take them back for the time being and make a decision.

When he returned to the city lord's mansion and took out the envelope, Pei Zheng took the envelope and said with a serious face: "This is the southern Xinjiang language!" ”

In this way, it confirmed that the Yan family had correspondence with southern Xinjiang.

Without waiting for the Marquis to come back to his senses, Pei Zheng got up and walked towards the dungeon.

Several members of the Yan family were locked up overnight, and although Yan Lili had woken up, she sat in the corner silently like a walking corpse.

Mrs. Yan's heart was full of worries about Yan Kang, and when she saw a few people entering, she immediately asked them to send some food and sleeping blankets that Yan Kang was used to on weekdays.

As soon as the words fell, I heard a sneer from the top of my head, and then I heard a sentence, "The head of the Yan family is really a good method, and he has actually contacted the people in southern Xinjiang." ”

Hearing the words "people from southern Xinjiang" spit out of Pei Zheng's mouth, Yan Zhen's face suddenly changed, he thought that Pei Zheng and the others came to Lingcheng purely to kill demons, as long as they found out the people behind the scenes, they would stop, but they never thought that Pei Zheng would still have a hand!

Seeing Yan Zhen's changed face, Pei Zheng had already guessed, endured the hatred in his heart, and ordered someone to bring Yan Zhen out.

"You should know what we want, and when we want to speak, it's up to you." Pei Zheng's voice fell, and someone immediately dragged the whip and landed on Yan Zhen.

The flesh and skin on the body were all picked up by the barbed whip, and the fine pieces of flesh were lifted in mid-air, and after a while, there was a vague smell of blood lingering between the wings of his nose, which made Pei Zheng frown unconsciously.

"I don't know what you're talking about, could it be that Your Majesty asked you to come here just to make a move?" Yan Zhen gritted his teeth and didn't say a word useful.

Mrs. Yan in the cell hugged Yan Kang in her arms tightly, and she was also weighing which of the two was more important, and she stopped Pei Zheng's movements as soon as she gritted her teeth.

When Yan Zhen noticed what Mrs. Yan wanted to do, he opened his mouth to block it, and took the lead in spitting out a mouthful of blood, and when it came to his mouth, it turned into a series of coughing sounds, which made Mrs. Yan's eyes red unconsciously.

"Xianggong, so far, what is there to hide!"

Hearing this, Yan Zhen's face suddenly changed, and he glared at Mrs. Yan and roared, "Shut up!" What do you know about a woman! ”

Rao is like this, Mrs. Yan's hands holding Yan Kang suddenly clenched, her lips squirming and still wanting to speak.