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Seeing that the two of them came back safe and sound, King Shou and Mei Bufan were overjoyed, instructed the housekeeper, arranged a banquet, and called the little bell to come over to catch the wind and wash the dust for the little witch.

When the little bell saw the little witch, they couldn't help but feel sad and sad and express their feelings of missing each other.

The banquet was quickly arranged, and the five of them chatted while eating.

King Shou asked, "How do you catch the murderer?"

The little witch narrated the whole process of inviting you into the urn with her teeth, which was vivid and vivid. Hearing King Shou and Mei Bufan, sometimes sighing, sometimes exclaiming. Especially the part where the little witch was the chief judge, which made the little bell envious, and said: "My sister is too much like a judge!"

Even King Shou couldn't stop boasting: "Miss Mei's ability to solve cases is really a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary officials!"

A compliment, so much so that the little witch was embarrassed! A pretty face turned red, it was so delicate, like a ripe peach, and Geng Jingzhong was a little unwilling.

After listening to the incident, Mei Bufan reminded: "Now that the real murderer has been caught, we must also prevent their remnants from making waves!"

Geng Jingzhong hurriedly said: "I know, I'll arrange it in the afternoon!" After speaking, he took out the gold medal from his waist and handed it back to King Shou.

When King Shou saw that the case had been solved, he put the gold medal on his waist.

During the banquet, everyone talked about some things other than the case, and a feast was drunk until the evening, and then the joy was dispersed.

There was nothing to do all night, and the next morning, before dawn, a rapid and powerful knock on the door woke up everyone in the Shouwang Mansion! People's first reaction was: Something big happened!

Sure enough, when I opened the door, I saw that it was Gonggong Hou in the East Palace, he looked sad, dressed in filial piety clothes, and after entering the door, he threw himself at the feet of King Shou, hugged King Shou's thigh and cried: "Lord Wang! The sky has fallen, and the emperor was assassinated last night!"

When King Shou heard these words, he didn't seem to hear them clearly, and after a while, he asked: "What did you say? The emperor was assassinated? Didn't he die of illness?"

King Shou had already prepared for his brother, the current state of the Holy Being! Because when he returned to Beijing from Chang'an, he had come to take care of his brother's funeral, but now he was still shocked when he heard the cry of Gonggong Hou, because he heard that the emperor's brother had been assassinated!

Gonggong Hou slowly stopped his grief, and choked up: "Yes, there were assassins in the palace last night, and when the prince and others found out, Long Live Lord was already dead! There was an obvious sword wound on his body! The prince asked me to come and ask the prince to enter the palace quickly to discuss state affairs!"

At this point, King Shou had no choice but to fight his spirits, and took Mei Bufan and Geng Jingzhong to the palace with Gonggong Hou.

In the palace, there was a mourning, all the lintels and pillars were covered with white curtains, and the palace maids and eunuchs were also dressed in plain clothes.

After entering the noon gate, the steward of the ceremony room came forward and dressed in filial piety clothes for King Shou and Mei Bufan and Geng Jingzhong.

Under the eaves of the Qianning Palace, on the Yong Road, Bai Sensen was kneeling full of people, including the emperor's relatives, auxiliary ministers, important members of the six ministries, and palace maids and eunuchs in the Qianning Palace.

King Shou took Mei Bufan, Geng Jingzhong walked through the Yongdao, climbed the steps, crossed the high threshold, and entered the main hall of Qianning Palace.

Facing a large sandalwood coffin carved with dragon and phoenix carved with vermilion lacquer, parked in the center of the hall, the head of the ox and the head of the sheep on the table in front of the coffin, the fruit and cakes are neatly arranged, several pillars of sandalwood, cigarettes are rising, on the bluestone land, in a large basin of purple gold, the fire of paper money is burning, under the firelight, a thin and sad face is hung with strings of teardrops, he is full of filial piety, kneeling in front of the purple gold basin, one by one is putting the paper money into the gold basin.

Geng Jingzhong's eyes were sharp, and he could see at a glance that it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Fuwang, the future saint.

King Shou came to the front, knelt down on both knees, burst into tears, kowtowed to the coffin a few times, and then knelt in front of the golden basin, and put a lot of paper money into the golden basin, the fire in the golden basin was even stronger, and the blazing fire reflected two sad faces, one old and one young.

King Shou spoke first, "Is it true that the Holy Lord was injured by the assassin?"

The prince's face was even more sad, and he nodded helplessly: "It's me who is not good at guarding!"

King Shou asked again, "Is there a clue?"

The prince replied in a low voice: "I can only see that it is a sword wound, in the neck." ”

Shou Wang said: "It just so happens that I brought the current sword immortal Mei Bufan, let him confirm it again!"

The prince sighed helplessly: "Uncle, please!"

King Shou stood up in front of the offering table, and called out to Mei Bufan and Geng Jingzhong, who were kneeling in the distance: "Come close!"

The two got up and came to King Shou's side, and King Shou said to Mei Bufan: "Mei Daxia, you can follow this king to examine the wounds of the saint." ”

Mei Bufan nodded and agreed, and came to the coffin with King Shou.

Because there is no nail, the sky of the coffin is half open, the two leaned down and looked down, the skinny emperor closed his eyes and lay on his back, his neck was covered by a yellow silk, King Shou reached out to uncover the yellow silk, revealing the emperor's neck covered with bones, Mei Bufan's eyes were like electricity, and he saw the emperor's throat at a glance, which was cut by a sharp blade, cut like a line, but as deep as two inches, obviously caused by an extremely sharp sword.

King Shou glanced at Mei Bufan, and Mei Bufan nodded to indicate that it was okay. King Shou gently covered the emperor's neck with the yellow silk.

Then he said to the man lying in the coffin: "Brother Huang, you can go in peace, I will definitely assist the new monarch to govern the country well, and I will definitely bring the murderer to justice!"

After saying this, King Shou asked Mei Bufan beside him: "Mei Daxia, what have you found?"

The prince also stopped the activities in his hand and waited for Mei Bufan's analysis!

Mei Bufan thought for a while, and said affirmatively: "It is indeed a sword wound, and the blade of this fierce sword is extremely thin and sharp! The wound is like a line, but it is extremely deep, as far as I know, among the swords in the world, there are only three swords that can achieve this effect!"

Shou Wang said: "Which three?"

Mei Bufan replied: "A dragon yin, a autumn water, and a hidden feng!"

King Shou said: "These three swords, where are they now!"

Mei Bufan said: "The Dragon Yin Sword was originally worn by the martial arts alliance leader Liu Yanyang, and after he died violently, this sword was in the hands of his son Liu Yefei!"

King Shou groaned: "Oh, Liu Yefei, is that Liu Yefei who was in the same place with Xiao Yu'er a few days ago?"

Mei Bufan said: Exactly!

Shou Wang said: "What about the Qiushui Sword?"

The prince took over the topic and said: "The Qiushui Sword was originally a collection in the palace, and later my father saw that the second brother liked to dance swords, so he gave it to the second brother!"

King Shou said: "You mean that this Qiushui Sword is in the hands of King Jin?"

The prince said affirmatively: "Yes!"

King Shou said, "Then there is another one, where is it now?"

Mei Bufan said: "There is another handle, called Zangfeng, it was in the hands of the Demon King of the Demon Sect more than 20 years ago, and then the Demon King suddenly lost his message, and this Zangfeng is gone!"